What Reflection Means To Me

I used to be a worrier
Every bad little thing was the end of the world

I used to be anxious about my future
Anything undetermined was a cause for great concern

I never let myself relax
Always go go go gone

Not everything can be classified as a top priority
Somethings matter more than others
But how do I know
Which is which

What is important
What can I change
Am I happy
Who do I want to be

The best version of me



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