ode to the unknown

i took the picture frames off the wall
tore down all the posters
of people who inspired me
packed up all the memories
of who i used to be
situated in boxes perfectly
i'll move them somewhere new
i threw out what wasn't needed
perhaps someone will find it
stumble upon the young girl
once innocent and pure
the girl who grew up too fast
and decided for certain that she was unsure
with dreams too big
and means too small
who started out behind
but knew she'd pass them all
someday
i'm sitting cross-legged in an empty room
an organized nightmare beneath
shouting at an echo
that screams right back at me
knowing i can let go
of all these useless parts you cannot see
hidden well underneath the surface
let's raise our glasses to new beginnings
to what we don't yet know
to trusting everything
that the darkness fails to show