This is me
the girl that danced
to hand me down 45's
because there wasn't enough money
for her ballerina dreams
singing and dancing her heart out
in the mirror
This is me
the girl who picked up
stones and pebbles
along the littered streets
because they were pretty
and different
solid and permanent
unlike her life
This is me
the girl who loved to read
by the window in the rain
the pitter patter of drops
to take me away
where the world was not full
of chaos
enchanted by fairy tales
and princes that always
saved the day
This is me
the girl who thought
that she could save the world
with kindness and love
only to be shown
that the loveless
and unkind
sit at the top
This is me
the girl who believed that
she would be something
other than ordinary
who would lead a life
of exploration and wonder
her name not just a number
but a force
to be recconed with
This is me
the girl who was, is
a dreamer
who still believes that good can win
and that you shouldn't compromise
your soul for frivolous things
that still longs for the day
that she can sing on stage
unafraid of singing off key
the girl that yearns for happiness
and fulfillment
in the little things
I am the girl of my past
and the woman of my future
This is the truest me
7 comments:
Beautifully expressed, Kasia! I think there's a little of that girl hidden away in all of us. How wonderful when one of us finds her voice -- as you have found yours! :)
Very beautiful sentiments, Kasia.
Hope all your dreams come true! Suz
such beauty there ...
Lovely!
lovely words from a lovely lady
what an awesome testament to you, the truest YOU! you go, girl!
OH dearest Kasia you are beyond ordinary!!!! Never ever say that or even think that way about yourself.
You are the most beautiful soul...
I'm gladd I'm having you around in my life, even if you're so far away from me.
We should make plans and meet...whatayathink?
Hugs special lady. Dagmar
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