I'Ll Learn To Drive
I feel like I'm mourning an uncertain death.
I've never once had steady motivation or confidence.
I'm somehow the only hope.
No one knows how I'll do it - create a miracle out of this.
Create a life out of this that I'm finally okay with.
How will I do it?
I'll keep being me.
Only I can navigate my life/the car I don't yet know how to drive.
I won't give anymore people my wheel.
My life isn't your joyride.
I just know that when I reach my destination, the people in my car will get out and help me park.
Copyright © Brighid Mckenzie-Jell | Year Posted 2022
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