never never did i imagine this
i still have years to live out
people to meet and boys to date
i am leaving everything i made here
to grow and continue
in it's forward momentum
my eyes, my hips, my lips, my nose
all shall be seeing, moving, talking, and smelling
of things a new
and of things to do
made out of money and no chance to lose
pills are pills and pot is pot
but it feels so good and burns so hot
to look back at that piece paper
that took four years to grow
now that fork in the road has
rolled out the red carpet
and i began to find myself.
smiling.