When Will I Remember?

 What if I knew who I was – 
 really?
 What if I could remember 
 the conversation we had 
 just before I came here?
 Would it make me 
 stand taller, 
 smile more, 
 and 
 love with abandon?
 Would it take away 
 the worries, 
 and fears, 
 and insecurities 
 instilled by this world?
 Who would I be then – 
 when I remembered 
 Whose 
 I 
 was?  

One comment

Leave a comment