A few comments back and forth with Richardankerswrites about forgetfulness and who we are and I was mulling over how we change and if we even know ourselves any more. Just a few thoughts.
I don’t know
What you want me
To do,
Or be.
I can only be me.
Is that no longer
Enough?
Maybe
It never was,
Never known
Until now
When expectations
Thwart desire
And desire turns
To dreaming
In life’s
Possibilities.
Who am I?
A dream seeker.