You are behind the glass
looking out at a landscape of all the things
you thought you wanted,
all the things you dreamed of loving
made real, they’re here
on the grass
under the sun.

You are behind the glass and
looking down at the lines in your hands
and there are shadows in your eyes,
and you don’t feel joy, you feel tired.

And I want you to know
that no matter where on the journey you are,
it’s okay to draw the curtains.
To turn away from that window and pick up a blank canvas.
It’s okay to paint of,
to long for,
to build, for yourself,
a new dream