transformation

I am finally beginning to transition,

to a more optimistic disposition,

after many years of questioning my purpose,

and with my thoughts as chaotic as the circus,

I feel myself reaching for stability,

despite my reluctance to let go of my insanity,

it’s quite arduous for me to accept my natural skills,

and it’s treacherous for me to take my numerous pills,

I believe my hesitance to self-motivate

is contributed by my inability to regulate

my emotions, triggers, sensitivities, or fears,

but now I’m ready for the freedom of adult years,

and I feel ready to grip and lift my sheers,

to cut out any desire to assimilate like my peers,

I have always been unique,

despite my past perception of being a geek,

I’d always viewed myself as weak,

I’d always viewed life as stagnant and bleak,

until I matured and allowed myself a chance

to experience life’s sorrow, joy, anger, and romance,

and to experience life often means to gain wisdom,

and my experience in life has made me feel explosive or numb,

but now I’ve chosen a path toward freedom,

and I’ve chosen to march to the beat of my own drum,

I believe that I’m capable of true success

if I choose to let go of unneeded stress,

and I’ve chosen to transform myself from a mess

to a confident woman with no need to second guess.