The Me Yet to Be

Sometimes I wonder how i can let myself keep doing this

And then I look back and I realize that every moment prior to this one

Has been just the same.

A series of events that lead to other events

That all circle back to this one moment in time.

Every choice I have made, and the ones I didn’t choose,

All of them lead to the place I am right now.

And who knows maybe if I did things differently

Then I might have ended up somewhere else

I might’ve ended up as someone else.

But chances are. I would be the same

No matter what choices I made

It’s likely that they would lead me to this same point in my life

And that I would always look back and think

That different roads lead to different places

And that I can choose to change my fate.

And that may be so

My fate is only reliant on what I choose to be

But I think that maybe my choices don’t define me,

But rather my choosing to define myself

Makes my choices mean something.

And that something is worth all the pain of the past

And maybe the heartache and betrayal

Maybe the smiles and the tears

Maybe the laughter and worry

And all my hopes and fears

All just add up to the me I’m meant to be

And that no matter how hard or crazy life may seem

I am just becoming me.

And that me I choose to be is exactly who I am.

Or at least who I will be one day.

And maybe. Just maybe, I will find my destiny. 

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