The most exhilarating

Yet terrifying

Thing about

At 25 I knew I’d have it all figured out by 30

And at 30 I knew I’d have it all figured out by 35

At 35 I realize life is just a journey of figuring things out

The not knowing is part of the process

I hope he found his purpose

If I allow it to separate from me

I believe

It’ll get caught in the undertow and ride atop the next wave and find itself

You’re not allowed to find happiness

After you stole it blindly from me

Unabashedly

And without regard for anyone

I don’t think

You deserve

To know. With whom

I decide

To spend my time.

I don’t think

You deserve

To know.

My thoughts,

Dark as they may be.

They belong to me.

I don’t think

you deserve

Sad because I’m not sure you know what I mean to you

When you know how much you mean to me

Sad because your vision doesn’t consider mine

And that the lens you see through, although it seems to enjoy when I’m there,

Words echo around the room

Im ignorant to understand

The actual content

It's as if my mind Is insulated against your bullshit.

I know what I know and I know

You're not worth this.

The world won't stop moving but this moment has

I could voice my thoughts but

Why should I share them when you could use them

You don't deserve that insight

I refuse to give you that right.

You can say all you want but I think I'll stay in this moment