There's a version of me that doesn't exist yet. Living somewhere between who I was and who I haven't met. Trying to connect the dots but they keep shifting in place. Wondering if I'll find myself in the middle of this space. Between the silence and the noise I've grown to know. Between holding on and knowing when to let it go. I've been standing at the crossroads far too long. Learning that where I am right now isn't wrong. Who taught us that in-between means we're incomplete

A new start but the same feeling Where do I go from here? Confusion arises and steers the thoughts Making fear call the shots. Stop to think, try and reflect This new start now is how I repent. Ending the doubt and following the messages being sent To show myself that what happens next is my intent. Old ways, comforting yet dangerous One must change the steps, the phases. Learning new thoughts, new phrases Appreciating the new journey, the new stages. The new start means a ne

The smell of freedom Countless A's Memorable F's The thoughts about those who left. College hurt Early morning struggles Hills that'll make you grovel And the thoughts about those who never left. College was wild Parties on every street Picking out an outfit that was unique every week But also figuring out that money doesn't grow on trees. College helped me learn Helped me learn that some people aren't worth fighting for Taught me that I can actually be smart Showed me that t

When eye contact turns into a conversation. The conversation turns into finding out about you. Listening, understanding, thinking About all the ways you can find out about me. Not just the me that everyone sees. But the me that i see in myself How do i show you i care while no one is looking? Overthinking turns into missed opportunities. Conversations become dry. Thinking, waiting, trying But still... Forgotten.

Alone in my thoughts Time to think Maybe what I thought I wanted Isn't what I need. Imagining how things would play out One by one And I still cant figure out How I could get it done. How can I go above and beyond for myself? Because putting effort into someone else Isn't benefiting anyones health. All this effort For nothing in return Maybe its time to let go of my thoughts And just let the wheels turn.

Doubting the value of what I could be. Stressing things I cant change but recognizing that there is more to be seen. Looking at the journey as a means to an end Hoping things would turn out better than it can. But thats not life. I want my life to be what I make it. Learning things from you that hurt in the moment But made me better when I faced it. Realizing that waiting for you Is time your taking. Finally understand that value in myself is what I'm chasing. Maybe this is l

Time heals all or so that's what we think. Until one day a memory of what life used to be push us to the brink. Tricking your mind to think you were at your peak. But when you look back, you can't find the answers you seek. Living in the moment made me realize Deep down some people either hide in time Reliving events that made them feel alive inside. Or breakthrough the set points that creates the divide Focused on the events coming, expecting everything to turn out fine. But

You don't even know it. The person you're gonna be is yet to be seen. Not everyone in life is meant to be on your team. Outgrowing those who you thought were forever Turned out to just be part of the endeavor. The real ones in your corner set themselves apart But you need to believe you can do it from the start. Inspiring you to work and push yourself farther When you fail, they pick you up, it's no bother. But life isn't that easy, It's just gonna get harder. You'll figure i

Dear you.. or future me I wonder who we'll be. After long nights and days. Did you follow your own way? Or did someone else's idea of your future come into play. I hope you figured it out. Because right now I'm having doubts. I don't know where to go or who to be. I look back at life and realize that we could've done more or we didn't do enough. Wondering if this me is the product of us. Questioning if I'm even someone I can trust. Who are we? Am I going to still be someone s

Following blindly but questioning the motives. Starting to doubt the words you speak but hoping the weight they carry doesn't lead to defeat. Was it you or was it me? Who was the first one to start mixing lies with ease? Became open to the idea that the tease is better than what it could be. Struck by the possibility that everything you said was make-believe. But then it hit me. I'm the one who determines what my life would be. Not letting false hope jeopardize my integrity.