Is it too late

To be who I feel I am

Have I been living someone

Else’s life…

During God’s breath of

Life did he have 2 cells

In his hands and the breathe

I got was meant for her…

Does she look in the mirror

And say her name over and over

Feeling it really isn’t her‘s

Like I have done so many times…

Today I’m feeling lost and alone

And all my pasts are gone and not

Mine…

I miss my funny self that I fear

Letting shine

As I know it might bug others…

Putting light on things and others

That are funny yet they see as

Embarrassment…

At 78 I feel I’m living a rolling stones life

“Under his thumb”!

Critiqued on my actions and words…

How dare someone say Thank you

After buying me something they didn’t

Hear me thank them for. In that

Moment

It’s not a hearing problem but a feeling

They did something so wonderful and

Need a tonal a ha!

Never thinking of the many things I

Done out if love alone…

Does their love for me not ride the same

Committed rail as mine…