I walked upon myself today
I didn't know what to do or say
I tried to look the other way
so I could simply run away
it's a bit complicated you see....
It appears I am a duality.
if I met 'me' in different time or place
would I even recognize my face?
The girl I was looking at the woman
I have become
she smiles knowingly at all I have become....
She judges me not
for our path is the same
will she choose differently
when its her turn to play the game?
things I would change
if only I could
decisions...out comes all the answers in that time
would it really help me?
or just play games with my mind.
I know the path I'm on is
rocky, and full of thorns
Sometimes I fall.....
other times i bleed....
but always...I get up....
and step again....
Erika
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem