Just Me
I pull
lessons from some people
Treasures from
few
I am constantly
building up and breaking down
Letting go of
old and worn
Making room
for refreshing and new
I throw
myself in
Then sit
quietly and listen
Thoughts pouring
in and out
Calculating and
assessing what’s there
And what I
feel is missing
Some say I’m
too strong
While others
view me as weak
I am either a
total toss out
Or a precious
gem to keep
I hold no
special power
Have not acquired
social finesse
I can be open
and forgiving
But inherited
a strong line of stubbornness