Sometimes I wonder...A Poem by JulieSometimes, longingly, I wonder What it would feel like to be another.
Another girl, like me, but better Who does not hide her soul in a sweater But wears it, proudly, in her smile, Not afraid of stares so vile.
A girl who dances and sings unhindered, To the music of her beating heart, With a natural, carefree fluidity That speaks of freedom and unending beauty.
A girl who does not lock away her deepest desires, Abandoning them to rot and expire, But expresses them to the oft-unfriendly earth, Knowing, in spite of the criticism, their worth.
A girl who tries with all her might; Who with any challenge will put up a fight; Because no matter the pain or the hardships, she knows That there is more to come along life’s rough road.
A girl to whom people are drawn like flies, Whose flame in the heart can never die And whose gaze, so powerfully, radiates heat That all lovers and friends lie willingly at her feet.
So why, I wonder, can’t I be like she? Why can’t I of my too heavy fears break free? Why can’t I, with open arms, embrace My body, my heart, my dreams, my face?
Why can’t I dress as boldly as I desire, Or do whatever I aspire? And if the people dare to criticise, Why can’t I look haughtily into their cold eyes?
Why can’t I try with undying grit And resolve that never shall I quit? Why can’t I in myself ignite such a flame That anyone who sees me, for their joy, I will be to blame?
The truth, as my mother so often has said, Is that the only thing I can change is that within my head. So someday, when I am sick of being me, I will become this girl, so fearless and free.
But for now, I will sit here and longingly wonder What it would feel like to be another… © 2014 Julie |
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2 Reviews Added on June 6, 2014 Last Updated on June 6, 2014 AuthorJulieToronto, ON, CanadaAboutI like to read and suck at writing, but it's fun so why not? more..Writing
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