I wrote this driving on 270, nobody tell my probation officer.

I found myself,
when I stopped nervously apologizing for my accent.
When I started turning down plans that didn’t interest me.
In the sun, laying in muddy fields , enjoying silences with the right people.

I found myself,
Calm and confident, and tired of being the butt of anybody’s jokes.
I found myself driving with the windows down.
I found myself not afraid, and also afraid but not letting the fear still me.

I found myself,
feeling the scary things.
realizing I feel strongly, a lot, often, and that it isn’t a bad thing.
I found myself saying whoops, I love her.

When I stopped comparing myself to anybody,
I found myself.
I found me on a hammock, reading a book breathing easy,
remembering to be simple.

I found myself empathetic, introverted and in love with the world.
unapologetically human.

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