Tastes Trust

I’m not grown up yet.

I’m emotionally drained.

I can’t help it.

I am just being I.

Myself, the me I scrutinize.

I am my mentor.

All decisions are philosophized.

All my decisions are philosophized

I’m left to rationalize:

Purpose versus idealized

Leaving me with decisions;

Moralized.

Said it again:

All my decisions are philosophized

I’m left to rationalize:

Purpose versus idealized

Leaving me with decisions;

Moralized.

Said it—

I’m almost there, yeah.

Wanted it for so long, yeah.

I’m so humble, I;

Forget to look up, I;

Forget to compromise.

Thirst on a dry leaves tongue

Drinks from it’s lust,

Tastes trust,

And feels the sum.