It's hard,
Sometimes,
Not to feel like a fraud,
When I consider who I am now,
And who I was.
People change,
Sometimes,
And I swear to God,
Some say it doesn't matter,
But I think it does.
Acceptance,
Sometimes,
Seems rather odd,
Our former lives won't allow,
Just because.
Forgiveness,
Sometimes,
Is giving myself a kindly nod,
A reminder to be who I am now,
Not who I was.
5-19-19
