Becoming

Life's kinda scary. Especially when you're being pushed in.

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Becoming

By Rosie Wilcox

Featuring:

The future,

Time,

Me,

And maybe some fears. I'm not telling.

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What I could be

Will someday be

What I am.

But if I could

Stop the world

In its harsh tracks,

Then I would smile,

Maybe put my hair down,

Laugh like I did once,

So often.

Slipping away,

Time like ice,

Too slippery to cling to,

Sharp as glass if you try.

No wonder I’m bleeding,

So blessedly imperfect.

I’m becoming.

On the verge of

Everything.

I know where

Everyone wants me to go,

But where will I be?

How can life

Be?