Baptism This morning I forgot my name I forgot the idea of identities holding weight I forgot to cleanse my face from the night before I forgot to get rid of all the waste I forgot my dignity, my ego, my pride, although, I remember depression dies there I keep forgetting to let go. This morning I forgot that I was broke, I spend so much alone time with trees I found my power in watching them burn. Then bleed. Sometimes I think about the birds and bees. I wonder if others realize having wings doesn't mean to be free I'm still searching for honey in all the good things promised to me This morning I let my soul be Tried to forget this thing called body Tried to invite my friends to the party I forgot No one really understands me I forgot No one really tries to This morning I forgot to be the person people like me to be Either quiet, graceful or uplifting I forgot to be impressive I forgot to apologize for being human How silly of us to forget how inconsistent we can be This morning I swore to God Although I really can't promise I know him From what I know women give birth Give life, give permission, Give a reason to keep on I can't remember the last time a man saved me No, I can't