Changing

A poem expressing what we sometimes all go through

Changing

I am searching
Constantly changing,
In pursuit, of who I am
Where I fit
What’s my purpose?

I am searching
For what I know not,
But searching I am,
My time will come
Or so I hope

I am searching
Patience is fading
Bright paths turn dark and taper off
An empty feeling fills my chest
I had time
Or so they said
Judgement’s here,
Decisions must be made

Did I settle?
Time will tell

I was searching
For a purpose, who I was and what I’d be
I’m still not done,
Nor will I ever be
I understand now,
That I will never be done
Changing.