Even Less to Waste
Dec 4 2021
I was too young to tell the truth.
When I read this, it made perfect sense.
How our younger selves
are so desperate to fit in,
feel so needy to please
that they say what they think
is expected of them.
Huddle
behind the thin shroud
that separates who they are
from their carefully constructed persona,
anxiously hoping
they won't be caught.
But when you no longer seek approval.
When there is little time left
and even less to waste.
When you feel free to be you,
so you not only speak your truth
you stop fooling yourself.
Age brings infirmity
and often disappointment.
You look in the mirror
and don't recognize yourself.
But while you may be older and slower
you are wiser, as well;
defiantly open,
as if a great weight had been lifted
and the truth had set you free.
Yes, I envy the young
and their wasted youth.
But I am also relieved
that I can be so unafraid
so unselfconsciously blunt.
That I finally get to feel
so sure of myself
even if it hurts.
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