What makes me, me?
Am I the girl in the mirror?
Am I the girl that gets lost in the wind?
Am I the person that chases clouds and never catches the rain?
Am I the girl that makes the whole room laugh and shakes in the darkness?
Am I the girl that will laugh and cry in a crowded room?
Am I? I am...?
I think I’m a little bit of everything I’ve ever loved.
Wholly?
There's fragments of me in the flood that lays waste ahead of me,
There's fragments of me in the flowers I walk past.
You'll find parts of me in the sea, in the ocean
With toes in the sand, and head above the waves.
You'll find pieces of me by the path next to the river
And my head will be found above the clouds.
Find me everywhere and nowhere.
Find me wholly in my body,
and emotionally in everything I have laid my eyes on.
Air castles in my mind
Maybe I’ve gone to crazy lengths to not feel lonely
Maybe I’ve built thousands of air castles so this princess can have lots of rooms to play in and spaces to be filled with imaginary friends.
Maybe I’ve filled my life with dreams so my present doesn’t seem sad or like my actual reality.
Maybe all this is coping with deep cut truths that I want to pretend aren't real.
But, when I’m listening to a song,
I think it’s cool that someone somewhere is listening to it to and I feel less sad,
Or when I’m reading a book, someone cried on the same page as I did,
Someone knows what going to happen next in the same show I'm watching.
People walking through the same streets as I did, and it might seem crazy but all these give me more reasons to breathe a little deeper
Knowing that when I’m talking to the moon, Bruno Mars is somewhere on earth talking to it too.
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