I am like a fly in the world
Just wondering, floating, and flying around.
Looking for food, shelter, and comfort.
Throughout it all, I might get
Smashed, stuck or simply keep going.
I am like the girl at the bar
That’s been there a little too long
But I just can’t get enough.
Can I get a refill?
I am like a river
Polluted with all the things
People are putting in my head—this and that
The chemicals of lies, the toxins of negativity.
I am like the world
Some people want to build me up
To make it better,
Some people want to tear me down.
I am like Helen Keller,
In reality I’m blind
But on the inside,
I can see.
The girl that has been through some
And has some more to go
But I see the light
And I will go on.