I Will Get There Someday.

Some days I’m okay being here
Stuck in this so called imprisonment of my own self inflicted emotional struggle

It could get easier, better even if only I stopped worrying, caring about what people think, who I’ll lose
Being myself has never been that easy, but not being myself needs to disappear disintegrate into something else

I sit here and I see others furthering, getting somewhere where I could have, should have, desire to have been earlier
Years ago, but  I wasn’t am not, may not be ready for a short, long, devastatingly time consuming while

I will get there, to a place, destination similar, close to the one in my head, drawn out but not entirely followed
And I will look back and not erase, but tell myself that I was someone, a person
Just not the person I wish I had been born as, come into this world being referred to as, by.

– One day I will be enough for me // I wasn’t always a man, by I have been for a while.//

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