Finding Myself
Finding myself, in this world I call home.
Even when I feel so lost and alone.
It seems as though, there are certain things I do not know.
Certain things that may come or may not even show.
Sometimes I find myself thinking to deep.
When that happens, I just stop for a minute and listen to my heart beat.
Whenever I do not understand what went wrong - I just lift up my head and try to stay strong.
Finding myself at this young age, always opens up a chapter- one that starts a whole new page. My mind maybe complex and hard to understand, when that happens I simply reach out my hand.
Finding myself is something that I thrive to do.
Even if some may think it untrue.
As I watch myself grow and continue to change
My one and only vision, will forever stay the same.
I love the people who surround me, because whenever they are near - my anxiety is set free.
The more I look into myself and try to discover who I really am
I continue to enjoy life and attempt to accomplish all my future plans.
I feel different as I grow older every day. I know things may never stay the same but I'm learning to mature and cope with it, in my own way.
Finding myself is something I know I will eventually do. I strive to be nothing more than myself and that's the truth.
Copyright © Mimi Machakaire | Year Posted 2014
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