Waiting for the moment of adulthood

for that time when I will feel certain.

When the doubt and fear will be

replaced by confidence and calm.

When decisions come swiftly

and are accepted without concern.

A place of righteous thought

and compassionate acts.

Where I can feel comfortable

min my own skin,

even though I’m near the end.

With skin so wrinkled and pallor so pale

I wait for the moment and exhale.