On the other side of the mystery
Lay the answers to my Cadbury secret
But instead of how do they get the Caramilk into the Caramilk bar
Its how will MY life ultimately end up?

Topsy turvy I shook the magic 8 ball
Again daring to ask the all important question
Of life the universe and everything
But I sure hope my answer isn’t 42
Because what the heck does that really mean anyway?

On the other side of my mystery
I’m sure everything is well thought out and planned
So when someone asks “So really, what job are you moving into?”
The answer “Pursuing writing” doesn’t get scoffed at.

Maybe it’s lofty, Maybe it’s crazy
But maybe, just maybe for once in my damn life
It’s me.

And for now, I’m okay with that.

I have so many people telling me they believe in and have faith in me
And that’s fantastic and great and I love them all to bits for it
But for once, the most wonderful and greatest thing has happened
Through all these fleeting panic moments
Of frazzled anxiety, self doubt, oh shit, lets try to take this back
And WTF did I do
Through ALL THAT

I actually started believing in myself

Beyond a shadow of a doubt for the first time in my life.

I actually started believing in me!