this is me being poetical, because my school-life is not letting me be poetical

[ingythehungy]

un pied dans la riviere

the things i once wished for
draw further and further from reality

the things i once knew
are no longer certainties

the things i once believed
now have fuzzy boundaries

i am trying not to wish;
wishes are frivolous
rather i am hoping
for selves to heal and be whole

i am realizing that i know little;
knowledge is finicky
and what i think i know
i probably do not

i still believe, despite the fuzziness;
belief is what raises me up
and i continue to believe
in this thing that cannot be named

later i might wish or hope or both
and know or not or something else
and still believe or stop believing
whichever - it will be another me

as everything has somehow become different
from before to now
so everything will become different
from now to later

growth is imperceptible
changes emerge so gradually
though i am the very same
suddenly i feel very different