Believing there is always
Room for improvement,
I cast my chary eye
Upon myself
And quietly ask
If I can change
Yet again.
My life is already better
Than it was
In years past;
Gone
Are the debilitating,
All-consuming,
And self-destructive
Mood swings,
Replaced
By "normal" moods
That seldom vary
More than
A few degrees
Above or below
The mean.
But...
I am still not satisfied
For there is so much
Of life
I have yet
To experience,
Achieving milestones
Others I have known
Have taken for granted.
I dream of
Finishing college,
Of building a career,
Of making a difference
In someone's life;
I want to go
Out on a date
With a man
Who sets my heart
Afire,
Not one who looks at me
As if he found me
On the bottom
Of his shoe.
I want to know
That I belong somewhere,
That I fit in,
That I am accepted;
And, oh!
How I wish
I could fully share of myself
With no fear
Of shame.
It will take as yet
Untapped courage
To open myself up
To the possibilities
That life has to offer.
So I search deep within myself
And I ask,
Do I have it in me
To try?