My Voice

And I wonder, right now, who's out there.
Who is out there gazing at the stars?
Who is out their reflecting on their own souls?
Who is comparing the waves of the ocean to their emotions and their lives,
realizing that these waves that seem so large and powerful are but ripples in the vastness of the ocean?
Who are the dreamers, awake in their beds, lost in the power of their potential and their starving desire to make change?
Who are the wanderers, peaceful in the silent awe of the beauty of the world around them?
Who are the ones who share these pieces of my own heart, my own mind, my own soul?
Who are you?

Please convince me
I want to believe so badly
That everything will work out
That the world can be kind
That I can trust you
That true love exists
That forever means something
That unconditional is possible
That I’ll get my happily ever after
I want to believe so badly
Please convince me

How can I explain how I feel
When I don’t
Understand it myself?
Emotions
Like tidal waves -
I’m drowning in myself!
I give and give
Every piece I have of me
And the world swallows me whole.
I am pushed
And torn
And beaten to the Earth.
But it is there
That I ground myself
And find my soul.
“Hold on,”
It whispers gently.
“We’re not done yet.”
And I rise again.