Introspection from the Outside

Dear A.J,

It’s been quite a while since we’ve gotten to sit and chat. Who we were? I forgot about that.

You spent so much of your high school years trying to find yourself

So we decided to be anyone else

We held onto people who let go of us

Transformed again, because we aren’t enough

We slammed straight to rock bottom

Resounding only cause our heart’s hollow

Only current solitude lets us echo so we can hear

We know that we will find ourselves, our time is creeping near

Cast aside past thoughts, old ways, ancient doubts

It’s fine you don’t have it all figured out

You’ll make your parents proud

By being a surgeon

….no

Forensic scientist!

...no

Translator..

…..no

You can make them proud of you

By being what's natural and true

Let your arts be your wings that lift you

Icarus, without a heated issue

Tell the false me that we won’t miss them

We’re taking over this ship, the real me at the helm

Sincerely Us,

A.J