To Be Me

A Poem by Beaudyn

If you could step into my head, and erase all of the bad things said,
maybe I'd be happy.
If you could step inside my brain, and take away the pouring rain,
maybe I'd be happy.
If I could step inside myself, and expose what's sitting back on the shelf,
maybe I'd be happy.
But the bad things were said, and the rain continues to pour.
My feelings are on the shelf once more,
tucked away, secret and dark.
Will someone appear who will enter my heart?
Not if I dont let them, it's all up to me.
Release my feelings and finally be free.
But it's just not that easy you see.
I don't hold grudges, the past is the past.
And sometimes I feel like life goes too fast.
Open my heart up to someone now?
There's not enough time, and I don't know how.
My heart is too tender, too soft, and too broken.
How will you know what I want, if I'm always soft-spoken?
You can't force me to speak, it will only cause me to seal shut.
And from then on, we're in one hell of a rut.
So just give me time, if time you have to give.
Because, in the end, we've only one life to live.
I'm learning now to be myself, to be me.
So I can live a better life, fulfilling and free.
In love is where I wish to be.
This life is far from over, so we'll see...