It feels like...
I'm finally ready, you know?
I feel happy
I feel peaceful
I feel prepared.
I tried so long to be perfect:
To gain control of it all,
And wake up each morning with spirit and hope.
It is only now that I see
That's not possible.
Is not a bad thing
It's a beautiful thing!
Each mistake is not a crack in the mirror,
It's a wish in the well,
A ripple in the sea,
A dream that floats
Wistfully from my head on crisp, rainy mornings.
I am not perfect
And I know this now,
And never have I been prouder to say that I:
I am me.
I was so bitter about it
So sure I could be what I wanted
When all I needed was to be me.
And now I'm ready:
Ready to share that.
I am a new person; a soft, newborn
Smelling of dawn
And I'm ready to love again
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