i am what i surround myself with

when i lay like this

it truly feels as if i dont exist

as an individual 

but as a part of whats around me

i'm the birds and their music

the way the dandelion seeds spread like magic

i'm the soft grass i feel against my skin

i'm the summer air i breathe in 

i'm the laughter of the kids in the neighborhood block

i'm the phone ringing and the voice that answers in shock