I am
equal parts faith and fear,
Insecurity erected by skeleton,
Made mortal by flesh
immortalized in melanin.
I am
The quiet kid of open mind and ear,
Eager to hear,
Yet deaf to the volume of his own voice.
I am
The dreamer who reaches for stars but
can only seem to cling to regret
–The one with the throat swollen from truths unshared.
I am
The willfully ignorant one
blinded in the light of his own sun;
The impatient, wandering wonderer.
Worthy, yet waiting for his someday to begin.
-C
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