It Takes A Gifted Person to Write About What They Don't Know

One thing that I will never understand in this life is how people can write songs and poetry, speeches replete with eloquence and passion, and lectures filled with what to do and what not to do about a certain topic, action, or problem without facing or experiencing the topic, action, or problem themselves.

I am so little...

The rain-wrecked breeze crawled along my skin and ripped through my hair
while whispering the monumental secrets of life in my ear
before moving on to greater things.

Wiping tears from my cheek, she does not read my thoughts.
She cannot,
Though she gives me empty cliché answers to my overarching wonderings.

Why does she move around my questions instead of penetrating them and shaking them to destruction?
Why does she move forward, not hesitating at my remembrances or waiting for instruction?
The cruel cycle of the world; she merely wishes me well on my journey.

Though now I hate her, how sometimes I wish I were she.