Grow up

by Kay Rob

I feel like I am bursting at the seams.

I feel like I need to go to the past to figure out why I am the way I am.

But is all that even necessary?

I’m tired of reliving the pain. 

I want my future to be the new me, not the old me.

Why can’t I accept my calling and just fucking roll with it?

Signed, the person becoming more Bad Ass, one day at a time.