Free Write Poem Poem by Talia Felix

'In order to make change you have to first change yourself'
Is what my elder has taught me.
If I wanted to change I would've tried
I would've pleaded up to my knees with tears
I would've become impatient and become irritated of the wait.
I would've hated the fact that time plays with my mind.
I would've given up and loath my poor actions.
I would've burst into a rampage when I fully realized that my waiting was meaningless
I would've blamed everybody for my poor choices.

But...........
I've noticed all along that it's not what I do physically
It's what I do mentally.
I've noticed that time is limitless
I've noticed that I am time.

I am the clock that makes me nervous and impatient
I am the rage that fills me up everywhere
I am the one that presented the consequence
So........
What is change? Is it some strenght that everyone has or are we the ones that have our time?
There is no time and there are no clocks
I combine my motivation from heart with my mind.
Call me wise and call me smart but deep down it all falls right into place in the end.
:)