I have not yet learned who it is I want to be.
I am so surprised with the way we think everyone has.
(Of course everyone has, this is only a notebook,
This is only a thought collective).
I am endlessly and chaotically grasping at marbles slipping into deep pools of water,
Unseen in their entirety.
I know you are the same.
(I know it the way we know seasons,
I learned it well with time but time is not always correct).