I often forget,
To be excited.
About being myself.
Not that my plate was filthy,
But it’s clean now.
And I need to make it shine.
I get excited about what hasn’t been.
My life is all pre meditated and I like it.
I often forget.
We must crawl before we can walk.
And I’ve just been born.
I’m impatient
And unsettled.
I’m alone.
I’m afraid.
But it’s ok.
Because I’ve got myself.
And i am doing well.
I’m alive
And breathing
I can walk
And see,
It’s ok to be me today.


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