My Way

A poem on my journey of self-discovery, shedding the expectations of others, and correcting my inner compass.

I’ve been directionally challenged my entire life it seems. 

So please, stop asking if I’ve “found my way”
When I can’t even get home without my GPS.

My path was never meant to be simple or straight,
And now I see it was never meant to be understood. 

They say it’s easy—  
Just follow your gut, your intuition, your North Star.  

But what if the dire…