If I could change something about myself it would be how I see myself,
Clearly self-reflection.
Change the times I have been hurt,
Unnecessary pain and a relentless struggle,
Why me?
I ask myself time and time again.
Change my appearance,
Making my interior correlate with my exterior,
How truly happy I would be.
With just a...snap of my fingers.
How my world would be changed drastically.
Change the strength of my spirit,
So it flows through my skin and coats me all over.
How it would dominate my completely and freely.
A new freedom never known to me.
Change how I view people,
Giving each a fighting chance.
Twelve solid rounds of dignified respect and honesty.
So hard for those to comprehend and even harder for those to gain.
Change how I handle things,
Smooth and easy like the softness of my feminine hands.
Shapely and formed like my well manicured nails,
Deep...
Long....
Short like the lines tracing my hands,
How simple things would be.
To be handled with such care,
Often thinking more,
Stronger and ever more present,
If I could change how I felt,
Function...
Operate...
Sometimes feeling too much and never too little,
Searching for a balance,
Significant meaning of pure simplicity.
A direct answer within me.