Reflection

I sit here,
thinking.

How do I show someone
the meaning to my life?
How do I express how I feel
when no words are anywhere
close enough to adequate?

The days pass;
day to night, to day to night again.
And I am no closer to finding
anything.

Lost in myself;
pulled down by doubt,
self-consciousness,
shyness,
loneliness.

Freed by friends, family, strangers
showing me I'm worth
the price they pay
to know me.

They say that one, measly
nobody of a person
can make the biggest change.
How?

How can I even begin
to be the stone
to cause the ripple
that affects the lake?

When I leave,
how will people
remember me?

Will they say,
She did great things?
Or will they say,

Who?

I sit here,
thinking.





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