I have always had this visual
of myself as a wheel with many spokes
and each one is
a set of needs
it is okay to have many of those
for years, I was tired
of being asked to explain
why I need to wite,
or listen to music when I cook
or walk in the rain
or hug the kids to bits everytime I see them
or kiss the cat on her soft head
I never did answer the question: who are you
asked with confusion in your eyes
just smiled and
continued my journey
lived my life
therefore I am the enigma
I do not seek your approval
ot wish to answer the questions
that arise in your mind
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