Me Who Is Me

by Selfless-Touched-Storyteller

From River's POV. -"The sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. And I work, I f-function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away! The sun grows dark and chaos has come again. What am I?"

Me Who Is Me

Swirls of red beneath my feet.

Shades of grey above my head.

I feel like I want to feel.

I breathe like I know how.

I see what hasn't happened, what shouldn't happen.

Sometimes the red becomes green or blue, or orange.

Sometimes the grey turns to white, and I'm free.

Free to fill up the white and make it into myself.

Me who is me.

It goes away, then, and all is dark.

Green is red and blue is orange.

Everything is the same.

And all I want is to hear what I hear.

To smell not you.

I want me.

Me who is me.