just some flow

so easy to escape to this mind of mine,
to hide, wander around in thoughts.
not to really meet anyone.
not to be wounded or to wound.
saying excuses, blaming the culture, mood
and patterns.
and why did you make me for?
to stay whole, unbreakable, unsheakable?
or to live?

and realize the freedom to just be this silly young woman from finland.
that you can actually do your things through this, who is even so unsure how to live her own life.
not needing to be a big prophet, a strong leader, a mighty warrior.
can I just be nobody Jesus, please just let me be nobody.
live in no need to be able to measure up,
try hard to grasp your guidance.