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i wish

I wish I could fly, to see the world how it truly is, to see it not from a distance but for it
To be able to touch the sky, reach my goals; my fantasies as they fly high
It goes without saying, the clouds being beyond reach presumes a light
A light in which I seek, a light in which I couldn’t dare to reach
From beyond the meadows or valleys, and beyond the silver screen
I’m starting to think people don’t see the real me

I wish I could lift the world on the tip of my fingers like Hercules
But not for Hades to take, but to admire and gently push it with me
To be my force; my motivation, to give me that satisfaction
Be my leader be my source be the courage I envy the most
Hold my hand in which you’ll see I am not the leader you hope for me to be

I wish I had a figure, A figure to look up to, a figure I am destined to be
Not to be weak and fragile but to have endurance and speed
As I long for that one thing and reach beyond what I could reach
I only ask of one to preach, to worship and for the worst to be
What I am now and am destined to be
“Your dreams will come true”, but will they ever? In the vast expanse of seas and trees
I find nothing but which I cease to be

I wish for too much and too much that I ask of, am I grateful?
Or am I spiteful of everything I mean
Do I lie or do I cheat? Give me something to be
As I ask for much you give me nevertheless nothing of what I will be able to wish and grant
For myself and for everyone else, I am dependent don’t ask me
Ask her or ask he but not the one who can't seem to see
Herself as who she is and who she's meant to be

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Welcome Eden. This is quite a read. I enjoyed it.

hello,
it is very nice to meet you! from reading your poem, I can tell that you are a passionate and brave writer and poet. when you say that people don't see the real "you", I have to tell you that I understand you well. for who can ever know us completely? my husband of forty years does not know me but for about 75%. Yet, we are very close. my friends know me about 35% which is my fault for holding back and guarding my secrets, so as not to get hurt anymore. I see you as being full of youthful exuberance. fresh and spirited, too. I like your poem, it is well done and keeps the reader interested to the last word. I hope to read more from you.

*hugs, Cat

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`Aw thank you!

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The world is a costume party and I was embarrassed when I learned I attended with no costume. That’s paraphrased from someone else whom I’m at a loss to credit right at the moment. Perhaps Camus or Carl Jung.

Furthermore, does any person really fully know themselves? You can get close but we are always changing and so we owe it to ourselves to be self aware always.

I can tell you this, put faith in yourself and your writing. The people who see the “real you” will materialize. The universe just needs to know where your heart is.

Welcome,
Tim

Just the asking of oneself, can alter your perception and make you question who you are. I feel sorry for the person that doesn't question who they are, at least a couple of times a week. You manage to make the questions come alive and mean something. I think that you will fit right in here at Neo. Welcome to the family of poets! Take advantage of the opportunity to learn more about yourself and become the best writer that you can be. ~ Geezer.
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Writing purely for oneself, is the ultimate in defensive posture.

I really appreciate it, thanks!!

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