When I left who I was behind to find who I am now I didn't expect to walk in a circle
Lost inside myself
I pick up the pieces of what was dropped in my dash to be something lesser than being me
The grass was never greener here, the corpse of my inner child just made the ground fertile
Becoming
Going
Fleeing
Pursuing
Falling
Dying
Crying
Rising
Growing
The destination didn't matter
All I needed was the strength to walk forward
To skip back
To dance to and fro
To burn the map handed to me by the world
And blaze the path with my own will
Step by step
Inch by inch
Word by word
