Who am I to me
This familiar stranger greets me
Again,again,again
What does she want
It's on the tip of my tongue
She tells me everyday
I keep forgetting Her
Her words,her voice,her face
Everyday She tells me again
"Don't worry, you're doing fine.
You are everything you are meant to be! Hold on to the things that make you feel stellar. You breathe star dust and bleed galaxies. You hold the cosmos in your heart, take care of it."
She lays me to rest with dreams of honey and moonlight. She once was me.