I can be

I can be who you want me to be,

I agree.

I can do what you want me to do,

Just for you.

I can see things how you want me to see them,

And feel like you want me to feel,

Just for now,

Somehow.

I can smile when you want me to smile

For a while.

I can cry when you want me to cry,

Can’t I?

I can sing (?) when you want me to sing,

And dance when you want me to dance,

Like a task,

When you ask.

I can run when you want me to run.

It’s done!

I can play when you want me to play,

For today.

I can show up how you want me to show,

And act like you want me to act,

Through the days

For your praise.

 

Or I can be me…

The me that hurts when you hurt

And smiles when you smile.

The me that frequently fails

And always learns.

The me that enjoys building you up

But struggles to say it straight when it might knock you down.

The me that often misses the point

But tries anyway.

The me that hates being judged

And takes it all too personally.

The me that floats in my own dream world

Not always fully attentive.

The me that loves you.