i want to be where i see everyone else go.
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a poem about taking your time. we’re all on our own paths.
i want to be where i see everyone else go.
i’m taking leaps to get there but
there are hurdles that i must
overcome first.
but i don’t mean hurdles in the sense
of obstacles that make me stronger.
i’m talking tree stumps that act as
benchmarks on my path to
becoming softer.
i suppose it’s more suitable
to refer to what i’m doing
as reverting rather than
becoming
because i became unrecognizable
in the game called survival
where blending in kept me safer
than standing out.
others appear to be evolving
while i’m sitting here undoing
all that was projected
onto me.
but if you feel similarly
allow me to remind you that timing is everything
and you’ll get to where you’re supposed to be
when the clock chimes and the stars align.