The Shape I'm Taking

Yesterday fit like a borrowed jacket Every sleeve hanging past my hands I kept trying to make it work Just because I knew the shape Then something shifted underfoot Like a fault line changing course All the pieces stayed the same They just stopped facing north Don't ask me What I'll become I only know What I've outgrown Some roads end Some walls move Some names stop fitting too I'm learning the shape I'm taking Every turn redraws the line Every choice leaves an outline I couldn't see before tonight The shape I'm taking Still unfinished Still in motion Still becoming Not who I was Not there yet The shape I'm taking next Everybody loves a finished picture Loves a label and a category But people aren't statues They're stories still being written I've shed versions of myself Like old keys with no locks left Funny how much lighter things feel When you stop carrying what's dead Don't ask me What I'll become I only know What I've outgrown Some roads end Some walls move Some names stop fitting too I'm learning the shape I'm taking Every turn redraws the line Every choice leaves an outline I couldn't see before tonight The shape I'm taking Still unfinished Still in motion Still becoming Not who I was Not there yet The shape I'm taking next Maybe certainty is overrated Maybe growth looks strange at first Maybe every worthwhile change Feels a little like a curse Till one day you look behind you And barely know the ground you crossed That's the price of moving forward And it's worth every mile it costs I'm learning the shape I'm taking Every turn redraws the line Every choice leaves an outline I couldn't see before tonight The shape I'm taking Still unfinished Still in motion Still becoming The shape I'm taking No final form No destination Just the next horizon Not who I was Not there yet The shape I'm taking next Still becoming Still becoming The shape I'm taking next