Behind those deep blue eyes
I see a dust storm making its way
across an arid desert.
I see you looking towards the sky
Searching for signs of the sun’s warmth
And the gentle mist of rain
That can bring back the rainbow
You’ve been waiting for.
I see your delicate soul
Struggling with the fear, hurt, and
disillusionment that are keeping you
from recognizing your own worth.
I remember what you have forgotten,
the free, lively, strong spirit
living deep within your soul,
the one that doesn’t depend on others to
Define your worth.
I can do nothing but say a prayer that
You will remember your true essence,
And pray that those memories will lead you
back home, to your true self.