Must I
By atia
The walls seem more familiar now Though I am still molding Myself into a newer world. Things must be different 'Cause of the differences I choose to feel.. Yet I must be me, Demanding a place among the driftwood Without seeming too anxious Or haunted by the very Existence of my breath. If now had any meaning I would not have to wait To be wise or feel older. The moments I live Are always too young, My future always far away, And my past - Always Undiscovered... Written March 16th, 2002 © on Mar 16 2002 08:20 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"The walls seem more familiar now..."