27

At 27
I've learned to

Forgive myself
Forge new connections
Allow for mistakes
See me for who I am,
Not look for answers
Or Give advice
Not make as many plans
Limit the things around me
Surround myself with people
Live in my own standards
Learned how to define me all over again
Not hold myself up with high standards
Then not view myself so low
See people I do not know, and be joyous for them
To love
Then not to be shackled by love
To expect less out of people
That I yearn for a group once more
Though the friends I have make up for it
Trying to make things better can make things worse
Enjoy what I do have
Put myself first
Who I am, has cut off what else I can be.
I savor cosmic flavor
To get anywhere, you have to forget where you have been
Though I don't show my anger, people can still be aware of it
To be what I want, I always have to be what I do not first