I’d like to think that
I’m not too much
nor too little.
I’d like to think that
I accept who I am,
flaws and all.
I’d like to think that
I will never let my
curiousity dwindle:
that’s who I am.
I’d like to think that
I will take control of
my dreams and sails:
that’s who I am.
I’d like to think that
only time will tell
where happily ever afters lie:
that only god knows.
I’d like to think that
I can write my dreams
into my own reality:
that’s just who I am.