THEY TELL ME TO BE…
They tell me to be a star, shining brightly for everyone to see.
I tell them I am a brick in a wall, not easily spotted.
They tell me to be a written book, everything in life predictable.
I tell them I am blank pages, my life story always changing.
They tell me to be Atlas, holding the weight of the world on my shoulders.
I tell them I am an ant, strong but meager.
They tell me to be a bottle, holding in every emotion.
I tell them I am a door, opening only to those with my key.
-Thomas Robert Hamilton-Bruce (1846–1899)
2 thoughts on “They tell me to be…”
This is an inspiring poem!
I like the “you” better than the “they”.