If I Were Me

If I were me I’d fully accept myself as a creator, 

Of things, and weirdness, and unspoken language.

I’d allow myself to be good at stuff, 

and a work in progress at the same time.  

If I were me I’d be at peace with my power. 

I’d fill up a room, 

Yet simultaneously just a corner. 

If I were me I’d be more curious, 

And trust that no one is ever going to figure me out, 

Including me, 

And that’s kind of fun. 

If I were me I’d never stop giving hugs, 

Opening doors,

Planting flowers, 

And being amazed at how we are all just living the same life together. 

If I were me, and I am… 

I’d allow life to be messy, 

And I’d find the people who want to roll around in it with me. 

Grass in our hair, 

Paint under our nails, 

Sun kissed cheeks. 

A lived life. 

That’s who I’d be if I were me. 

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Who would you be, if you were you?