I think there is something bigger in me than I could ever even see.
I believe if I was just slightly rearranged, I could be unstoppable.
A complete threat to anything in my way.
I'd be a lightning bolt.
A fast horse.
An unbeatable game.
If only I could slightly alter who I am.
Take off a few pounds, add some security.
I'd be irresistible, absolutely uncontainable.
But that's why I was made the way I am, so it wouldn't go to my head.
If I was everything I wanted, I'd be nothing I ever dreamt.
If I became who I figured I could be, I would never be the best of me.
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Incomplete thoughts.
PoetryA collection of words that convey incomplete stories from my mind. Some mere sentences, some paragraphs with misplaced conclusions. A fragment of a picture.
