Written by: Cody Collins
I wish I lived in a different time,
In a different place,
In a different body
I wish crystals flew around my skin as if it were twirling in the milky lane
Dreams will stay dreams until you want it bad enough, until they be made insane.
What am I asking out of life, actually what is life asking out of me.
Fitting my curvaceous self into structured spaces, places seem so different now.
Is living my normality something I should be asking for , something I should be apologizing for ?
We question ourselves more then we question the people questioning us about why they question us so damn much.
We questionably ask ourselves are we doing enough, being enough, fighting enough. We asking to much of ourselves, don’t you think?
Instead, I tell myself
I wish I lived in the now,
In the same place place,
In my own body
But this time… being me
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