Confidently Confused

I am the girl who wants all the treasures.
But also the one who knows even if I got them
I'd be the same person,
In the same spot.

When I feel pretty today,
I'll feel ugly tomorrow
I'll call myself out on things.
Don't even bother with your newly found foggy truths.

I save you; full of selfish thoughts.
Give me a reason to not be human.
When life feels more dead than anything.
Not the start, not the opening to something new.

Lets party in our own ignorance,
Define our blurred perception,
Clarify what isn't there,
Worship a god who is secretly us.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Michael G. Smith]

I hear my own voices talking to me again as I read yourself in these each verse. The ones that tell me I'm great and it's brother whisper think not. Again, there is a sense of fresh air within your style of poetry.

[Nyanachi]

I am honored yet again with your interest....

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write. Thank you for posting...:)......................

[Nyanachi]

thank you for reading ^^

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).........................