So, when does a person 

know they are finding themselves?

is it when we change our routine?

is it when we change our diet?

is it when we begin to meditate more?

 

i wonder myself, 

because i think im starting the process.

im learning how to go to sleep alone.

without needing to feel a body beside me.

 

to cook dinner and not anticipate

someone else joining me.

 

to lock my door and know im 

in charge of who enters, because 

I HAVE THE ONLY KEY.

 

freedom in a sense.

which is what they wanted,

but maybe what i needed.

 

freedom in a sense

that my actions no longer

have to be a thought out process

just to make sure theyll be comfortable.

 

my dance breaks in the kitchen,

and silent moments on my balcony

arent ruined by a presence of the

U N K N O W N.

 

with 

 

the only key to the door,

 my body, heart, and soul

are where they should be.

 

back to me.