I Can’t

Writing by Jes on Monday, 1 of February , 2010 at 12:48 am

I can’t make a cake that tastes like Betty Crocker, because I’m not Betty Crocker

I can’t dance, shake, shimmy like Beyonce, because I’m not Beyonce

I can’t sing like Areatha or even hum like Billie Holiday that’s never been my motif

I can’t be anything or anybody but myself and in that I realize that

I can’t make helium sink, or defy gravity

I can’t tell a bird when to fly home, or advise a squirrel to store for the winter

I can’t wake a hibernating bear or determine how a tree should grow

I can’t take clouds home with me for the comfort I crave

There is no creating a canvas constructed of rainbows to paint the dreary days away

I can’t change the seasons or reverse the rotation of the sun and moon against each other

I can’t find a way to stop finding the can’ts because there are so many elements of this universe that are not within my threshold

And in all my weakness the greatest Can’t I have to now embrace is knowing I can’t

Just can’t

Can never

I can’t make you love me…because you weren’t meant to

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