Sonya Kitchell Follow

Tinted glass

I cannot explain

Why I am this way

Precaution please leave me alone

I'm tired of hearing what you’ve got to say

Sometimes I like it

Sometimes I don't

But it seems I always want to be what I’m not

And I’m not satisfied with what I've got

I'm looking through a tinted glass

That changes color with each question that I ask

Part of me is new and part of me is old

I'm running fast but can I hold

Onto this dream that grows at such a speed

I don't know what I want or what I need

I cannot explain

For I do not know

Confusion is planted in my mind

And the seed continues to grow

Sometimes I like it

Most times I don't

The more I know, the more I ask

Will I find answers or is this my task

Will a day arrive, when I am sure of something

The unobtainable intrigues me

Greener grass I can see

When my vision is obscured by desire

Sometimes I must

Look deeper than the waters brim

Take a deep breath

Before I dive in

Take a deep breath

Before I try to swim

Take a deep breath

Take a deep breath