-baby smith
a voice is speaking to me deep inside, saying,
“why can’t i just be,
why can’t i just be?”
why can’t i stop wondering what people think,
whether i’m too fat,
too thin,
too short,
too small?
why can’t i just relax and let things flow..
shed my fears and let things go?
why do i worry about what i earn,
whether i have kids,
if i’m married, single,
or have too much to learn?
why can’t i just be?
why can’t i just be?
why can’t i stop thinking of things in the past,
move forward..
bring myself to live exactly where i am, at last?
why can’t i just be?
why can’t i just be?
will this voice never stop?
will i never be calm?
will i ever see what is before me, right here, just now..
not question or second guess or simply freak out?
why can’t i just finish this thought?
why can’t i..
