Twenty

No one told me that it was okay 
To not have it figured out by twenty
I thought by now I’d know it all 
Yet coming to realise I still don’t know myself
Who will I be 
Who is the real me 
Only in time we will see

I thought I’d have it figured out by twenty
I thought I’d have a home of my own
Yet I’m still struggling in this world 
Like I’m slowly breaking my heart
That was once made out of stoke

I thought I’d have it figured out by twenty
I would know my own mind
Yet there’s still parts that doubt myself
I treat myself unkind
I look in the mirror at my forever evolving body 
Thinking it doesn’t look the way it once did
Only that’s when I realise 
I’m a woman now no longer a kid

I’m getting to know myself 
Every day a little bit more
Learning it’s okay
To not have it 
Figured out by twenty.