Hey Older Me I know you are probably traveling sharing your poetry around the world.

I  know you are probably yelling at me, because you want me to open my eyes.

I know I can't hear you right now, but I wish I could. 

Hey! I know your angry with me, for feeling the way I feel right now,

about my body, my smile, my art, my life..

But I can't hear you ! SO HA !

Don't roll your eyes at me, Hey older me, Can you feel my stares,

At the thought of being free from my chains.

This constant battle with myself is never ending. 

Hey ! Older me, could you stop flowing on your piles of money and look at me for  a second.

Hey, older me, I love you, continue to love the words that flow from older you..

TTYL, Older Me...