Silly to have lived in an era of illusion
perhaps it still exists
though my lenses have shifted
i am just me as perfect as i can be
like no one else I’ve ever really known – all me
allowing myself the freedom of expression, of expansion
letting go of someone else’s – society’s version of perfection
accepting and cherishing my uncommon thoughts
my varying actions
i am me, this is me
holding true to my inner self
it is higher than i can comprehend
the world continues to transform
a unique and individual place indeed
understanding depths of my soul
that I’ve only brushed by before
trusting that i am my best me
knowing that changes each moment
embracing the ever morphing reality
laughing in it, loving in it, growing in it….