Dear Future
Dear Future,
People ask about you everyday
They ask me where you are, what you’re doing these days.
I still don’t know
I get fed up with the questions
Assumptions that I would know where you are
Why would I know where you are?
Sometimes I’ll lie
Pretend I know where you are and what you’re up to
Today, it’s a veterinarian. Tomorrow, it’s a environmental biologist
The next day, it’s something else that will inevitably change
I am not my future’s keeper
That’s not my decision to make
But everybody else seems to think so
What do I know anyway?
You’re still so far away from me
But sometimes I’ll wake up in a cold sweat
Thinking you finally found me
My whole life I’ve been waiting for you
Biding my time until you found me
But I suppose I’ll have to find you myself
See you soon.
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