Poem - Wanting to Become Me - Skyler Wolf Jones

By: Skyler Wolf Jones

Imagine my inner walls crumbling, Dreaming the impossible, Unrefined thinking like a child’s world, I am already great, And my greatest wish is to become me.

I’m infected with reality, Or at least its image, And though I don’t care for its false hope, I’m struggling to break its bind, For it happens daily.

I’ve been motivated to change, Not myself, by the ways of myself, To step slightly into the shoes of destiny, It’s a perfect fit, my feet, the shoes, destiny, Why won’t I wear the shoes?

Am I afraid of greatness? To seek out and have the impact I know I am capable of achieving, If I am already great, The only thing that should stay impossible, Is holding tight to the smallness of comfort.

The walls are crumbling, Dreaming is inevitable, We are all children learning and growing, We are all great, It is my turn now to become me.

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