At times I feel the need to just breathe,
Soak in the sunshine and air and feel alive,
Remind myself I am human and just 27..
Age is a number and in my head I feel 40..
I am not cynical or sarcastic,
I wish I did not have to be responsible, but then I never can be erratic…
I am a girl who just wants to fly,
Yet deep within me I have responsibilities and take a deep sigh…
No one asks me how it went,
They all think I am superwoman of sorts,
Handle it all with an invisible wand that will never fall short…
I wish I only had the space to be me,
To breathe and soak in ,
Understand life and be happy in my own skin,
If only being selfish was not a sin…
If only space was not a constraint,
And I could be me….