What do you think of when you look at me?
Your face is blank but your eyes are intense, am I everything you thought of?
In the womb you heard me yell, sleep, cry, talk, and sit in silence. Do I match what you dreamt of?
You peak over the covers as you suck on your two fingers.. Eyes barely open, trying to hang in there. Why are you fighting this sleep, little girl?
You smile in your dreams and giggle too!? What are you laughing at, sleepy little thing you.
Do you know who I am? Am I everything that you’d think I’d be? Seeing you makes me want to be a better me.