Knowing what I know today,
I'm torn between honesty,
and never saying anything.
Pulling from my memory,
I recall expression
as a natural efficacy
of mine.
Fill me with love again,
love as the willingness
to speak as easily as
I can accept my errs.
Knowing what I know today,
I'm torn between standing out
and fitting into the crowd.
My slightly younger self,
saw my much younger self,
thought, my far future self
wouldn't have the gall.
My slightly younger self,
saw my much younger self,
thought, my far future self
wouldn't have the gall.
I'm torn between standing out
and fitting in, and surprise,
I did say it again.
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 5:34 PM UTC
Knowing what I know today,
I'm torn between honesty,
and never saying anything.
Pulling from my memory,
I recall expression
as a natural efficacy
of mine.
Fill me with love again,
love as the willingness
to speak as easily as
I can accept my errs.
Knowing what I know today,
I'm torn between standing out
and fitting into the crowd.
My slightly younger self,
saw my much younger self,
thought, my far future self
wouldn't have the gall.
My slightly younger self,
saw my much younger self,
thought, my far future self
wouldn't have the gall.
I'm torn between standing out
and fitting in, and surprise,
I did say it again.
