Solo

A flower in a basket
the sparkle in the stars
my reason for being
is that who you are
my nuance unwaivering
the satisfaction I need
a beginning with no ending
the novelty of my seed
no perfect solutions
line of sight obscured
on the run from myself
imagine me self-assured
I question my lineage
but ready for a change
don't know what I should be
but steady moving that way
should I be your cozy companion
or pick up my guitar and play
lose myself in that raging river
the solo musician
fingering pain