Random musings from a muse.

Since I was a child it has been difficult to get close to people, or for them to get close to me, which is it? Perhaps it is the fire I have inside, I have a fire - a passion deep inside my core. Since I have begun living my authentic life, the fire is more focused and burns with a white-hot heat. Perhaps, people are afraid of getting burned, but the fire is contained and controlled and gives out only warmth and comfort. Humans have used fire for good since, well, time began. The only way someone would get burned by me is if they tried to silence me, or demean me, or push me aside. It would be like trying to stop a brushfire with a gardenhose. I will be heard, I will make a difference! Alone, my fire may burn out, it will change the landscape before it does though. But -imagine what we can do together!