Free
To define something indefinable. The eternal struggle. The old definition fits me loosely now. No longer skin-tight, or even accentuating my slimness, or hanging correctly on my frame. These past years I have evened out, but the vision of me is still skewed. There’s a different picture in me now and I think it’s time to drop these old drapes, the rags that still adorn me and shroud who I will become. Perhaps it is time to run stark naked towards a glittering, distant future.
