Poetry 11/12/25

Getting Changed

I am not ready.

I thought I was.

after looking at my reflection

I realized

how wrong I was

ah shit...

I let myself depart

too soon

too abruptly

I should've planned ahead 

and now,

I'm indepted.

if only I thought things through

if only I managed my time better

if only I hadn't committed

if only I could restart

if only. 

I realized sooner

that my journey 

had

 already

started

long before I made that decision to leave.

and everything that has occured

is valuble

this moment

no scheduled could've predicted

the present

who is this person?

in the mirror?

I

changed.