day sixty-eight: when i grow up.

there are things

i want to see

people i want

to touch

things i want to be

when i grow up

when i grow up

i'll conquer the world

but don't worry

you will hardly notice

because it's just something

some were born to do

i wont let you take my light

you may not steal my life

and squeeze my passion into some

magical potion of a cocktail

you can't have my secrets either

the deepest ones that are hidden

somewhere deep inside this poet

there are things i want

things i want to be

to do

to see

to touch

to enjoy

to be a part of

to be

and i'm not sure if

with or without you is one.

i'm just praying

i'll figure it out.