I try to imagine what it would've been like
if I followed my inner urge to get to know myself.

I would wonder how it would've felt like
if I didn't need the validation
of those around me

I wonder how my identity
would've shown itself
if I let it flourish when it wanted to.

I wonder who I would've been in my twenties
had I not been so worried about my identity
not lining up those around me.

I wonder if I would've had an identity crisis,
if my true self was established.