to some, it may look as if I'm clumsily trying to contain a monsoon in a jar
I have absolutely no idea where it is that I'm going
but I know where I'm from
and the people who've always loved me
will always be home
&
and maybe I am
maybe I'm just chasing the stars
& maybe I'm a little backwards and flipped upside down
but they aren't seeing the view from my window
that window, I crashed trough it a long time ago
and fell free
I rarely land on my feet
but I don't mind the grass stains
so here I am.
& from where I'm standing now,
there are no roadsigns
no next step
no get out of jail free card
just one day at a time
over
and
over
until I've found my way
doing what I've always done
laughing hard
& listening to music by people who've been there
learning from the mistakes
and making more, but differently this time
praying everyday for a little guidance
& writing about it all at the end of the day
I have absolutely no idea where it is that I'm going
but I know where I'm from
and the people who've always loved me
will always be home
&
I'm getting there
to wherever my place in this world is
but until I find it,
I'm living
and nothing has ever been so beautiful
Here I am.
In all of my messy, beautiful chaos.
Here I am.
In all of my messy, beautiful chaos.
Here I am.
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