I am a 25 year old first draft


when the novelty of youth wears off
when the life span of forever relationships end
and I’m holding hands with the woman I’ve become
I’d rather find the balance in her presence
than the shame in her existence
I don’t want to feel lonely in a room full
of my bad decisions
I want to find solitude in the company
of the chances I took when I had the chance
Aside from this small suggestion of direction
I have no idea what I am doing

Yes. That is it exactly! Except in my case I am a 39 11/12 year old first draft and I still have no idea what I am doing. ~ Janean

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