Will I always be a checkbox of fantasies?
Can I be seen as the whole sum of me?
Do I believe I have what I need?
Will I ever know the peace that they know?
Truly, do they have the peace they show?
Can I be happy, just as me?
As I am?
Are ambitious plans based in reality?
Will success stay beyond me?
Then there is you.
What do I do about you?
You’re a reflection.
by Samantha “unextraordinarybint” Harris