And just for thought...
I am more than the world I created, not better but more.
There is more to me than the face I show every day,
more to me than the voice that flows from these lips.
There are days when I am satisfied, at ease.
There are days when I feel like a caged bird.
I want to touch you, to be into everything you, to wrap myself around this entire place.
Prickling skin and my rapid heart, I want you to feel it.
I am more than this pixie you have painted me to be.
I am an old soul who has met you time and time before,
the hesitant swoon afraid of what you do not ask.
I wish I could make myself simpler but I drown in the gray.
I love you one moment and disdain you the next without explanation.
I am more than you imagine, never less than you already think,
and full of beauty either way.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.