I feel like a Sasha Sloan song
I always feel like her songs
Who am I without my anxiety
Who am I without my pessimistic feelings
Who am I without my phone addiction
Who am I without a place to fit in
Who am I without my safe haven
Who am I without being embarrassed about my shit
Who am I without feeling needy
Who am I without feeling greedy
Who am I without involuntarily losing my mind
Who am I without dissatisfaction with my daily life
Who am I without doubting the accuracies of my feelings
Who am I without the fear of constant uncertainty
Who am I without inertia’s demons looming in my curtains
Who am I without fear of someone else’s reaction to my brain
Who would I be if I ever had my dream
Who would I be with someone who fully loves me
I’d often question his real feelings
And if he is fully okay with my insecurities
Who would I be without music inside my head
Who would I be without violins serenading me on flowing water’s frozen death
Who would I be without the flow of the feminine
Who would I be without the moon cycles matching my body’s rhythm
What would I be if I let the world in
What would I be if the world came to me
What would I be if I said yes
Would I actually say yes?
I don’t have the confidence
I can’t lie and say I feel confident
It doesn’t feel authentic
Or right coming from my lips
Pure poetry!! You are simply amazing!!
There is a “you” underneath all these things. Sounds like it’s trying to get your attention. The line about the violins blew me away!
I absolutely love your use of:
1. Rhythm
2. Repetition
3. Questions
Very powerful!!
You have some very strong lines here:
“What would I be if I let the world in
What would I be if the world came to me
What would I be if I said yes
Would I actually say yes?”
Whoa…
I love reading your perspective and SEEING the world through your eyes.