I'm not who I was
but not yet who I'll be
a shadow caught dancing
between versions of me
Some days I rise
like a flame in the wind
burning with purpose
a future to begin
Other days I drift
lost in the grey
rewinding old echoes
I swore I'd outplay
But still I move forward
quiet and slow
trusting the roots
in the dark still grow
So if you ask where I stand
the past or the dream
I'll tell you I'm here
in the in between
Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 4:52 AM UTC
I'm not who I was
but not yet who I'll be
a shadow caught dancing
between versions of me
Some days I rise
like a flame in the wind
burning with purpose
a future to begin
Other days I drift
lost in the grey
rewinding old echoes
I swore I'd outplay
But still I move forward
quiet and slow
trusting the roots
in the dark still grow
So if you ask where I stand
the past or the dream
I'll tell you I'm here
in the in between