ideas

when i was younger

i had ideas of what i wanted to be

which was what i wished i was


it took a while for me to realize

that what i actually was

was the truest gift of all


that abstract stuff meant nothing to me in those times

but i no longer wish to be other that what life made me

is just gave up on what so many claim is important


so many claim we should make something of our self

for me our self is the truest gift of all

and all we will ever actually have

and all we can actually share


what we think we should be

is how we reject and abuse our self