Still Complete

When we finally figure out that who we are is the most beautiful thing in the world.

That is all I can say after this very long day

I am complete and I am the same

I love romance and love to love

I love to give, but I can’t forgive

My music is that of love, and my wings

Though black can make me fly

In the sky so very high!

I love to smile and feel the breeze

Inside me I feel so complete.

Some say I am a good poet

Yet I don’t even know it.

My passions are many

But not many actually get me

There are those who judge me

Because I follow tradition

Not leaving home and following rules

Yet look at me, for I am happy

Don’t go to parties

Yet I am safe and sound

I’m not independent

Yet I have food and shelter

Why is it so hard to understand?

That we each have different restrictions

Some don’t drink, some don’t leap

I choose to follow the rules and be me.

I love the library and I prefer

A walk around the great big park

Then a party, down the block.

With a friend to chat and to have a snack.

Best of all, I’ll be there

For those who need an ear.

I love to teach and love to counsel,

Even though I am alone

I have to admit I love to talk!

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Why is it so hard to understand?
That we each have different restrictions
Some don’t drink, some don’t leap
I choose to follow the rules and be me.

I so can connect with this whole write, but i can really connest with these lines, this is powerful and amazing, so well written.