249. the lights are on.
I heard that finding yourself
is something best started next week
so that’s what I did
a few essentials:
got a few tattoos
got a few piercings
dyed my hair – all beads & corn-rows
a little navel-gazing
a little couch-surfing
a little interaction with the natives
but still, I was nowhere to be found.
that’s doubtless because
I’m a little bit special, unique, a one-off no less,
I’m beautiful, witty & sarcastic
– but not everyone can take that
I’m clever, generous & optimistic
in fact I don’t think I’ve a single fault
except maybe I’m too hard on myself.
I need to believe in myself,
listen to my inner child,
to have more me-time,
because – well – I’m worth it.
Hey ! – look at that !
I’ve gone & found myself after all
– but my, it’s dark in here.
it’s dark in here.