All I want is a little space to be me
Space to breathe with dignity
And not have to explain
Why I stand for hours under the rain
Because I love the sky in purpled hues
As much as you love deeper blues
And you tell me I must move to the beat
But I love the stillness in my defeat
And sigh
I am not tormented by goodbye
But recognise
All that lives surely dies
As a sunrise must set
I must be born into the jet
Black of another night
Before the orb will reignite
And all I ask is space to contemplate
Without being hushed out of that state
And told and told again and again
Please go back to remember when
When you were bustling and unique
But I was crying beneath the sheets
Because I could never measure up
To the standard of love
And when I let it go
I didn’t change, I just came to know
That I as I am is more than enough
I hope you can recognise me, dove

Laura Coyle

Laura Coyle

I'm a young girl and an old soul. Work it from there. https://thepoetrybook123.wordpress.com/


Julpha Jean Olinao

Julpha Jean Olinao · March 1, 2018 at 9:01 am

Oh nice poem.

lamarrwenrich · March 1, 2018 at 1:53 pm

Very nice

lamarrwenrich · March 1, 2018 at 1:54 pm

Very nicely written

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