My feelings, thoughts, and deep hurt,

Honestly mean even less than dirt.

In the grand scheme of things,

In this time before I grow my wings.

I don’t know why I expected them to care,

And this self righteousness comes from where?

I just know that it’s been here a while,

Sometimes being my only way to smile.

But I know now that it’s not right nor good,

I’m trying to change, do what I should.

And I’m seeing myself through different eyes,

I see I’ve become what I despise.

The time is now to make the changes,

To be prepared for when the world rearranges.

To become the one I was always meant to be,

Instead of this person in front of me. 

The mirror reflects a different me in every glimpse,

In my eyes I see changes, new hints.

The dreams drag on, each and every night.

Do I freeze in fear? CHOOSE! Fight or flight?

I know it’s coming, and I won’t forget.

The time to stand or run and fret.

Where will I go, and whom shall I be?

Kept imprisoned, or my soul set free?

Rest is an unattainable dream.

My mind bogged down by the Future’s stream.

The urgency stands heavy on my chest.

I know not the words to explain the rest.

There is fear in freedom.

As the cost is the death of the world, and it’s rebirth.