the streetlight pours through my blinds.
invading no space, infesting the mind.
so simple, you light;
always on time.
always arriving,
breaking in without crime.
my humanity screams and tells me to search,
search for myself,
search for my worth.
but if only i were
a thin, sturdy post.
to know who i am,
to be planted in earth.
"planted on earth" refers to my head-in-the-clouds bother of a personality.