Some will always worry
and wonder if the path I’m on
is the right one for
me. But there isn’t a
right way to know unless you
walk it. Let me explore the miles
with abandon and reach for destinations
previous generations
never thought they could reach. My mind
is not in madness and
my heart doesn’t need help; it is fine
on its own. I
am fine on my own. Let me roam, and
let me wander for that
is how I’ll learn
where I’ll belong. I’m a piece found
in a wrong puzzle, knowing the
big picture
is somewhere out there;
waiting. So though I
may wander,
I am finding my way.
K.P.H.
