24

a new age
what a strange feeling

still the same
but the number says differently

everyone wishes “happy” birthday
why do i feel the opposite

it’s never been about celebration
but expectations

a reminder of lack
gaps waiting to be filled

25

i’m trying to change that
shift my perspective

i’m not who i was a year ago
nor do i want to be

can’t tell if i like it
still deciding

spiralling in regret or
embracing change

i know it’s gone
but why can i still feel it

it’s haunting
lingers like a ghost
phantom pain

the only way out
is through

breathe in

hold, feel

exhale out

🌀
who knows
what lies beyond

one foot, one step

another foot, another step
again and again
until my feet
reach