Piece of Mind

Sometimes, I contradict myself.

I've worked so hard to get my thoughts out.

I've said I want to be an open book.

But sometimes, I wish I had more privacy.

Everyone I know, knows everything about me, except all I wish they knew.

I want to talk about interests, not actions.

I want to talk about my mind, not my body, and what it does and why.

I feel like I'm inside out.

I hope one day my mind will spill over and out.

My head is a very interesting place, and people deserve to go there with me.

I wish my body was more my own, but everyone can have a piece of my mind.

My body ad my mind are restless,

But in different ways.

Sometimes I can't stop my body,

Most of the time, I don't want to stop my mind.

Maybe just slow it a bit here and there.

What I want most is understanding 

Of myself,

By myself,

For myself,

And for everyone else.

I want to be self-explanatory in a sense.

I want to know myself well enough to know others and the world around me.

I want my journey of self discovery to start now.

Mazes

My life is made up of mazes.

I navigate my mind,

We all navigate my actions.

Something as simple as a schedule change can throw off my carefully choreographed dance.

Some physical annoyance can throw up a wall in front of me and make me want to run away.

I hate the mazes, but I love the journey.

I hate having to try so hard, but I love trying.

I love succeeding.

I love finding the secret passages out of the mazes that used to trap me.

I feel freer every day I try.

Free Fall

Summer reminds me that I'm in free fall.

Free from obligations, but it's fulfilling my responsibilities that makes me shine.

The fall is a sensory overload.

Every moment of excitement or concern for the future is like a gust of wind I can feel rushing past my face and into my mind.

It all touches me so deeply.

Sometimes I want to fight it - the stagnant summer and what comes after.

Sometimes I want to freeze the free fall or fast forward to a time of peace and knowledge.

But the ground is fast approaching..

So I should enjoy my moment of flight.

All my hard work has already broken my fall and let my wings unfurl.

I'm ready to fly...

Or at least hit the ground running.