Dear Future

More insight from a 15-16 year old self, haha.

Dear Future,
I do not know what you hold or what's to become of me.
I do not know if my strengths and weaknesses will remain the same,
or if I will fear the same things I do right now.
Will I still dress the same, will I still look the same?
Perhaps not.

Change, is a part of getting older, of growing wiser,
but how do we know when we're "wise enough", or "old enough"?
Would we know by how we deal with let downs?
Or by how we deal with personal gains?
Who knows.

Future, only you can tell.
Where will I live? What kind of life would I have?
If I have kids, what will they be like?
Will I get anywhere I want to be in life, or have I lost too many opportunities already?

Future,
I've been told not to wish my life away and enjoy the present,
but I wish you were here now.
I wish that all the hope and joy you bring could be felt today.
Alas, I must wait. But how long?

With every second,
every minute,
I'm inching closer to you.
I can't help but wonder what you hold,
but what is life,
without mystery?