becoming
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The Encounter Worthy of self and same. Higher value others are. More than harm from the unkind. Coldhearted. Brutal. Cruel.Pulling strings like a puppeteer.
My memory is marked by a beating of the heart
One beat stay alive, yet one beat to shut it down
When I think back, every memory is in blue
Liar
I have one for him and for her
I have one for them and for us
I have one for you and for me
The lies they come
The lies they go
From here and there
They appear
It reassures me
Yet it used to
Annoy me so much
Thinking about
My choices being made
Without me as a thought
But for some reason
It now becomes a medicine
I plead for it
There was once I felt lonely, and at times I felt hopeless.
It's in those times I wondered where you were or where you went.
Those are the times I needed you most, why weren't you there?
You & Me
Looking in the mirror, I see you, the me that use to be
The memories of not wanting to be you
The “big kids” walk into the room
I am a small nervous second grader
and my new reading buddy is from a fifth grade class
I am a pea and they are all bean stocks
