Looking Into Me

Looking into me- Remembering what was Long ago left behind. Before such drama was found. When I had thought A dandelion was a flower. Now they're picked and Reckognized as "just a weed". Looking into me- Finding things that Were never seen. An adventurous and curious soul That knew the world Was for me to see it. Now it seems so small. Looking into me- Wanting to know the feel Of being held and kissed. Yearning to feel like I had belonged somewhere. I found that it's Not always great. Looking into me- Seeing that my life Should be a map of significance, But finding already That I know where I want to go. Looking into me- Learning that Getting what you want Isn't always the best. That having a mirror Of myself growing up Doesn't mean that I've left it behind. It's with me. Looking into me- Feeling all that I felt Every little baby step Of my walk of life. Looking into me- Searching for those moments That left me breathless, The childhood wishes that I could actually carry out, The ones I couldn't, And where that girl is now. Looking into me- Finding that I've always been here.