I would have loved to blame everything on myself just because you told me to,
just because you tell me to-
but it has gotten to the point where I need you to stop talking because your words cloud what I see.
and for some reason you told yourself that, you tell yourself that-
and each time it’s said more loudly but I know that if you were right you wouldn’t need to yell, I would hear you in the silence.
the child within me resists with fierce opposition
– this is a revolution of mind,
I was never fully responsible for everything, but I carried it anyways.
and now I shed unnecessary weight to find strength you didn’t want me to realize,
strength I didn’t realize I have always had.
and there are others like me who didn’t realize their strength,
who are awakening to find they can uplift each other.
we are elevated but not above, effected but not affected, there but not their.
not yours to keep, to buy, to borrow, or own.
I am my own creation, and I am endlessly creating the future as long as I stay reinventing myself.
this is true art- this balance between lucid creativity and consciousness.
my own essence flows and I direct it where I need to go-
without resistance keeping me in place.