Jun 3, 2012
Set Me Free
I long to create.
Anything at this point!
To create a poem, a book, a scarf, an organization system, a cake.
To create something.
To birth something meaningful.
To escape the day to day stagnation of wasting this rich mind on trivial matters.
So I beg of you.
You that has somehow managed to inhabit my body.
You that has presented me to the world as average.
Step aside or I will forceable remove you.
My desire for control of my body, mind, and soul surpass my tendency to avoid conflict and be nice.
Do not mistake my kindness for weakness.
Because when it comes time to choose between me and you,
between mediocrity that the world accepts and provocative gumption and feared wisdom,
guess who I choose.
I choose me.