Waves Breaking

Mon, 11/02/2015 - 13:26 -- mgilb36

I am

Change;

As waves crest and break,

And leaves burn and fall,

My vision blurs and clears as my path alters according to develpoing dreams.

I am

More than a single word or a catchy phrase,

How limiting to be restrained to a handful consonants sewn together with a few vowels.

I am

What I decide to be,

Whether it is fierce or gentle, passionate or calculating,

I choose who I am so that I never have to ask who

Am I?

This poem is about: 
Me

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