Struggling to keep my smiles
Struggling to release my pain
Struggling with all things
that belong to me.
I want to let them go.
I don’t want to have them anymore.
I don’t know why I’m so possessive of them sometimes.
When has being human,
and having human
ever truly served me?
These lessons I have learned.
These were lessons I fell into
because I believed the world.
Believed the answers they gave me to the questions I asked.
Why did I believe that you can find answers in others?
Why didn’t I try to find the answers myself?
I allowed myself to be polluted and set back.
Now I’m struggling.
Struggling to catch up.
Struggling to surpass my set backs.
I created my own struggles.
I should not let everything be so heavy.
I should focus on being lighter.
On dropping my bones and woes.
I should become wispy with wonder.
I should become gentle with joy.
I should not become a part of the world.
I should let the world become a part of me.
A small part.
One that I can tuck it away when I need to.
So I can be easy.