Rose

hey a lil something i wrote (feedback is welcomed!)
sorry it's really long


Here
I am a thing
I'm not sure what
a space
a blank page
an absence of color

My mother
from which I was born
created
or simply came from
she is my color
or absence
I'm not sure

My father
the black outline
the one thing
thst defines me
the thing that
holds me, my shape together
whatever it is

I was something once
sometimes I remember
after straining my marred thoughts
for a long time
maybe days
I wouldn't know

But for those few seconds
when I remember
I have such a sense of power
at least I think

someday
something will happen
like maybe
maybe there will be color
not just absence

someday
it will use me to creare
and someday
I will kniw who or what I truly am
and one day
I will see that great vision
that my mind often
dreams when it wanders
away from my
empty thoughts

Ny mind whispers to me
in my sleep
if you can call it that
and tells me I will
be part of it
It tells me
I was here for a prupose
even if I'm not sure what

I will be what
I once saw
that vision
from my eerie dreams
of beautiful things
from my minds images

But it is so
overwhelming
I hope to become that
beauty
that....
something
I don't know

But someday I will.

ya i wrote it in school, this is the old version i had revised it (personally i thought the revised version was better) but I couldn't find it
sorry it's a little sappy

please comment!!

~Rose