Ramble

I wonder if I'm strong enough,

To meet my own gaze in the mirror,

And grit my teeth in determination,

And change.

Change is such a funny thing,

It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth,

Yet it makes me want to move, to go forward.

Yet it's painful.

It hurts.

Change is good in the end but the process of getting there

Is something I don't like.

Why does it have to hurt?

Why is Change painful?

Because I'm ripping out the old me

And tearing it apart, little by little,

Leaving what I like and throwing away

What I hate.

I apologize for how I am right now.

I'm incomplete, a mess of unfinished thoughts,

And completely and totally lost.

But please be patient with me

Because I'm Changing

And it hurts.