I stand between the person I was
and the one I want to be,
carrying a thousand quiet thoughts
that no one else can see.
I want stronger hands,
a calmer mind,
a voice that doesn't disappear
when the world gets loud behind.
Some days I feel I'm moving forward,
some days I barely move at all.
I question every step I take,
I wonder if I'm built to fall.
But beneath the doubt,
beneath the fear,
there's something in me still alive—
a stubborn little voice that says,
"Keep going. You can still arrive."
I don't need to become someone else.
I just need to become more me—
more fearless in the things I choose,
more certain in the things I see.
So let them see the unfinished version.
Let them see me while I grow.
I'm not behind, I'm not broken—
I'm simply still becoming
someone I haven't met yet.
and the one I want to be,
carrying a thousand quiet thoughts
that no one else can see.
I want stronger hands,
a calmer mind,
a voice that doesn't disappear
when the world gets loud behind.
Some days I feel I'm moving forward,
some days I barely move at all.
I question every step I take,
I wonder if I'm built to fall.
But beneath the doubt,
beneath the fear,
there's something in me still alive—
a stubborn little voice that says,
"Keep going. You can still arrive."
I don't need to become someone else.
I just need to become more me—
more fearless in the things I choose,
more certain in the things I see.
So let them see the unfinished version.
Let them see me while I grow.
I'm not behind, I'm not broken—
I'm simply still becoming
someone I haven't met yet.