Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Person of Tomorrow

I'm the rock that is so light and free that it's floating on top of the water.
forget just floating on water - I'm so strong that I'm flying through the air of my own volition.
I'm the voice of the mountains
I'm the man in the moon.
I can do this.
but at the end of the day it's just me.
the lights are out and I'm sitting in my closet crying
because I can't, I can't do this.
Every morning I wake up and I look in the mirror
and I try to tell myself that I'm beautiful
but I can't.
because I know that I think that I know that I think that I'm not.
Not beautiful
Not special
Nothing worth loving.
And I go to school and I take all the hurting that other students throw at me
and I take all the shaming that my teachers give to me
and I just sit there under the weight of it all, crushed.
I'm the rock on the bottom of the pond, held down by the weight of all the water rushing over my head.
and at the end of the day I'm just the little girl, sitting in my closet crying

because I can't, I can't do this.

But I can. And I will. Because I have to.
I'm the rock that's so strong that it's flying through the air of it's own volition.
I'm the voice of the mountains
I'm the man in the moon.
I'm the person of tomorrow.

All my life I've been a yesterday.
I've been the could've beens, the should've beens. The wasn'ts.
And what is yesterday? It's the past.
It can't touch you. It can't help you.
Yesterday can only watch.
Yesterday is in a box.

Did I ever tell you?
I'm a mime.
I've got a box within a box within a box that I am in.
People like mimes, because they're entertaining, but also because they're in a box.
Things in a box can't hurt you, they stay in their box and they leave you in yours.
Yesterday is in a box.
Yesterday can't hurt you.
Yesterday is just like every other yesterday before it.
It's yesterday. And before that was yesterday.
It's in the past just like every other faceless yesterday before it.
Like I was.

But I don't want to be a today.
Today is to close to yesterday.
Tomorrow today will be just another faceless yesterday, like every faceless yesterday before it.
Tomorrow today will be anonymous
No one will care about it anymore.

So I want to be a tomorrow.
Tomorrow is untouchable.
Tomorrow is unbeatable.
Tomorrow is infinite. It just never stops coming, tomorrow will be tomorrow, followed by the day after it and the day after tomorrow's tomorrow will be tomorrow too.
Tomorrow calls to you, "come here, try to touch me. Try to hurt me."
But you can't, because nothing ever touches tomorrow.
You can run and run as fast as you can, but you can't catch up to tomorrow.

And I will be tomorrow, I will be hopeful.
I'm the rock that's so strong that it's flying through the air of it's own volition.

I'm the voice of the mountains
I'm the man in the moon.
I'm the person of tomorrow.

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