if only
if only I could write myself how id like myself to be.
if only these words could build up a new and improved me.
if only nouns and verbs could heal
adjectives could cure
that would be something which was real for sure
powerful our thoughts can be
I have the power to convey what is trying to express from within me
if only my flesh would agree
id love to be of that anachronistic dynasty
I think maybe I am
see me in some roaring twenties dress
I feel too damn old
how have I gotten to be this disabled mess that I am?
Bob Ross come paint me happy and bold
with some happy little trees
come cleanse my soul and spirit
rejuvenate these knees
help my system to regress
a bit more youthfulness would make me feel so blessed
help angels
help clean up this mess of a me.
third eye please open
help this blind gal see
some solution to find a resolution
one which helps confusion
I'm confused at how I've come to be
so distant from anything I ever pictured
so far from what I thought I'd see
nothing of this reflection
is how I dreamt it would be





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