Rosebud

It's like I'm a rosebud.
I need time to bloom,
Not stay all day in this simple room.
I need air, need some sun,
Fun is like my kind of water.
It cleanses me and opens me.
It gives me cleaner skin, softer petals.
It wakes me up when
I feel I haven't developed.
I'm a rosebud waiting for myself bloom.
I need more space,
More of a journey than the sights from this room.

 

May 24, 2010