Part I
Time, like sand, slips through nimble fingers
I am the love you never had
I possess an artists hands
I am the wish that never came true
a writers mind
I am the dream that eludes you
a lovers body
I am the lips left unkissed
tearful eyes
I am the baby you never wanted
loud voice
I am the music lost on deaf ears
I am
me
.
Part II
I am
A woman clinging to the shreds that were her life
loving with all the broken pieces of her heart
crying as she grips her grandma's hand
I am
The teenager lost inside herself
proving everyone wrong
cowering away from her future
determined to get away
I am
The little girl with soulful, dark brown eyes
smooth, cinnamon skin
a wide smile and large front teeth
blood shot eyes, wanting her Grandfather back
I am
The baby that you didn't plan
who weighed six pounds and 12 ounces
(I was a light burden, don't you still want me?)
with the cone shaped head and the ugly red face
that saved your mother's life and took it away at the very same time