BE
crushing weight presses from all sides
a storm of expectations lies in wait from every angle
worries fill all of the corners
but I will be me
clouds evaporate in the sun irregardless of the weather
heads raise to the sound of a song impossible to ignore
somehow everything will work out
it always does
I am optimistic
I know who I am
That is all that matters.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world