Clad in yoga pants,
Meant to go to class, but never made it.
Ended up in a overcrowded café,
Thinking
Where did my teenage angers gone?
Where do those insecurities hide
For not 'having it all'?
Have I moved past society's clock?
Am I okay with where I am now?
Why doesn't it sting anymore,
When he left me all alone,
Lying on the floor.
Missed my plane in Osaka,
Last November
Partly my fault, I guess.
Surprisingly, it didn't bother me.
Bad news just feels like part of life now.
If you're prepared for it,
Nothing could ever burn you.
I told Norm it takes a lot
To get under my skin these days.
Am I getting better at understanding things?
Or are all those endless hours
in my therapist's office finally paying off?
All my friends revel in big cities,
Basking in sparkling lights and fancy jobs,
Rushing for early trains and discussing babies,
Here I am, chasing sunsets
And feeling the saltwater in my hair.
Life once seemed unfair,
With people shouting in my ears,
drowning out my own voice.
No wonder I was perpetually perplexed,
Where's the ring?
Should I be worried?
But why don't I even miss what we had?
Amy said things happen in their own time.
And I believed her, I always will.
I thought my way was the right one,
Choosing this island, and everything within.
Walking away from the Opera House and the Golden Gate behind.
Living a life in the least painful way possible.
But now I see there are countless paths.
At least my brother and I boldly chose ours.
Mom finally sees
How leaving the city's frantic pace
Brings us peace
She now understands our sadness
Was not just a phase
We gave our all
To reach where we stand,
And a lifetime to break free from it.
Rainy days calm me down,
As I stay inside and think.
Time helps me see
Loss and heartbreak no longer scare me.
Losing myself does.
Sitting with my thoughts,
Learning to love me lots.
Nothing quite feels the same,
Looking back some truly bizarre times.
It's a new chance to choose
Who I want to become now.
Do I understand it? Will I ever?
Made peace with my hope-filled youth.
And all those inflated egos.
This is it now,
At 32,
Life's never been better.
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