A friend once asked me, "when do you know when it is the right time to say that you truly know yourself?"
My answer was clear of hesitation, as I said "right now."
That was then, and this is now.
Perhaps I didn't fully understand the question that rang from his mouth.
Maybe i was too proud to announce that there was an ounce of feeling that was somewhat new to me.
Something that seemed so true to me, didn't spill from my heart very fluently.
Looking back, I personally regret being so bold in a black hole that I never knew how to control.
The question is, how do we know?
How do we know that what we "know" will not change with growth?
How do we grow if everything we know now, can easily be put on hold?
On this road of self-control,  when we strike a *** hole, do we roam free until we find home?
Do we suddenly feel alone in our own home when we no longer have the answers to our questions?
Why was I so sure that "who I am" was undoubtedly free of opposing lessons?
I became reborn, and this question kept ringing in my ear, but I was the only one sounding the horn.
I can't say that I know who I will be in a year, but I know who I try to be today.
That's what I meant to say.
To be a vessel of love and strength to the hateful and weak on their very last day.
To be the silence that speaks, like when I watched myself be awake in a dream.
I will be the resonating words that you thought went unheard to the lone bird, hovering above a world of hurt.
"Right now" is a small and narrow vow, but it keeps me around to be better a year from now.
I hope you all find clarity as I have found mine.
I ate my own words after all of this time.