Some Days
Some days I long to be like the ocean
Gently drifting in a world of deep blue
And exotic life forms.
The crest of my waves protect me from the terrors of hate
And even at low tide
I am still loved.
Some days I long to be like the sky
Everchanging and ever-present
A mysterious gift that gazes over all.
When people look at me
They see only wonder and beauty
And even at night
I am still loved.
Some days I long to be like the universe
Infinite and ever-expanding.
No one will ever completely understand me
But that's okay because I've always wanted to be an enigma.
I am filled to the brim with star dust and life
And even when a piece of me explodes
I am still loved.
Some days I long to be invisible
Lost between time and space.
It doesn't matter what I am
Or what I will be
For only the hearts I touch will know me.
And even if I barely exist
I am still loved.
Some days I long to be me
Ordinary and human to my very core
Made of nothing but fear and love.
Most days I do not have a thing to offer
But a few tears and the bottom of my soul
And even though this is all I am
I am still loved.