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.