In My Own Time
Perhaps I don’t have to know where I’m going
And for now it is enough that I’m not where I used to be
These growing pains are draining me of all my energy
I know that I am gravitating towards a transformation
And it’s enough that I know, it doesn’t have to be an exhibition.
There’s no point in telling everyone that I’m about to die
When they will witness my rebirth in their own time.
Bring me flowers when I am born anew.
Drown me then with gifts and affection.
For now, you can save it, it’s not necessary.
For now I am enough
Even on days I seem to be walking around aimlessly
Even on days I stop in the middle of the path ahead of me
I am enough.