I think and so
I am.
I might just think I can.
Can see reflections,
And I don’t need your mirror,
Finally it only took a year or…
Wait.
Am I here I just forgot,
Please tell me am I here or not?
Did that just happen, I didn’t tell you?
No one to convince
I don’t have to sell you
on this one, no.
I think and so
I am.
And I’m starting to feel I can.
But without you, I forget me,
There used to be a pond of you for me
To look and see
myself laughing back; but everyone’s skipping
rocks on my face and the water’s murky.
In the back, the clock ticks! So I ha, I exist even without your timekeeping in the mist.
I thought and I was there;
can’t take it away.
But, suddenly I’m feeling like a sculptor with no clay.
So wait, I’ll paint—but, ah, no canvas.
I’m sick.
I swear.
There’s just no illness.
I’m almost sure I’m here,
I know I shouldn’t doubt.
It’s just so hard to see me when I’m busy looking out.
Looking out for you, to affirm me
To confirm all the things I think I see
Ha, but that’s just it,
I’ll catch my own drift now
I don’t even need your mitt.
If I fell in the woods, I think I’d lay there.
You didn’t hear me, but I cried there.
I did, I cried, the tears they fell.
And there was not even a tree to tell.
It happened and I don’t doubt that now,
I guess that this is why and how
I think and thought and so
I am.
And I absolutely know I can.
I love this 🙂
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Thank little lex! Looking forward to checking out your stuff. 🙂
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Thanks! Love your name too, kinda want to make a badge of it and Wear it to my next mindfulness group haha.
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haha 🙂 let me know how it goes … 😉
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