I realise
That I don’t quite belong
That I don’t fit
A certain kind of lifestyle

I am different now

I am uncertain about many things

I only know myself well enough
To know that I am not who I was
And not who others thought I would become

What I am doing is waiting
To find out who I am
And who I will become in the future

I am aware that I don’t fit
Into any of the usual boxes

And if that makes it difficult to cast me
In any of the existing parts

Then, so be it