Who Shall I Be Today?

Sunflowers are blooming and my sky is looming, The sun sets behind the caramel iris of my eye, weakness shudders my lips and strength gives my knees a push, I speak, no I do not, do you? Yes you do, Who shall I be today? That girl with a question blazing her warm face, The sea whispers in my ear a secret of its possession, A bird sings it’s song; should I sing mine? How can I sing when speak I cannot, Ah a wandering spirit, to it I may speak, Judge me, it will not; lift me it may, Pretty flowers speak softly to me, Trees sway in authoritative means, Sleep caresses my mind, dreams flourish, Intrigue paces the tunnels of my mental existence, Happy places reside in the dreamland of my resting place, The world I shall awake to each and every day, Meaning I lack, confusion I possess, Oh curse the forever thinking mind of an adolescent! Leave me alone, it never shall! You call me inexperienced, sensitive and extreme, May you share the fear and forever hold your peace, So I ask, who shall I be today? The girl who’s fear rests beneath clouds of denial, Or the girl who’s mind continues to wonder; continues to wander and will never stop to rest, until meaning is given. By Laura Wilms