Human Development

I try to write about a stranger

Someone out on the street

I write about myself

Because I am closer

I'm always getting closer

To what I think I know

Before it vaporizes

And it's me again

I think that it is

Most of the time

But I don't know who I am

I'm tired of finding out

I want the old me

The one I was calloused to

Where did I go

Change is not good

I'm searching for something

Anything familiar

But the ground can't be trusted

It won't hold me down

And neither will gravity

When will I catch up

To all my former parts

Tap them on the shoulder

Stop them to talk for a while

To remember old times

To hear them say

That I'm doing fine

Both here and there

But they are kites

And I can't fly

Not until I change again

And shed another skin

Forgetting all I knew

So I'll keep changing

Expiring and regenerating

I'll try to catch them

But every day

I'll lose a little more of me

And try to better understand

To better make

Today's stranger in the mirror

Be someone I am proud

To call myself