Learning to Be Human

I used to think the world was loud because I didn't

know how to listen chasing clouds chasing crowns calling hurry

a kind of wisdom every score I try to hide Every fear I

dressed in laughter, but the truth walks slow beside it waits for me.

Not after. I'm not broken just unfinished like a page still holding space.

Every doubt I carry with me is a map not a mistake. I'm still learning

to be human. To forgive what I can't change to hold the weight of yesterday

without letting it turn to change I don't need to be perfect I just need