Chaos Theory

I wish I could lie on grass that won’t prick me.
I wish I could ride on a cloud that will hold me.
I wish I could feel the sun on my skin and it won’t burn me.
I wish I could lay at the edge of the earth and not be afraid.

Afraid that I may fall over,
Afraid that there won’t be one to catch me,
Afraid that I may be lost,
Afraid that I may not want to be found.

Found for my insecurities,
Found for my deficiencies,
Found for my imagination,
Found for all my strengths.

Strengths that hold me together,
Strengths that give me courage,
Strengths that keep me independent,
Strengths that give me conviction; I can change the world.