Poem: I Can't Wait to Meet Me

 I wrote this poem while excitedly thinking about my future. I have so many high hopes for myself and enjoy the work that I'm doing to build the foundation that will lead to that brilliant future. Results are not immediate, but the most fulfilling goals are never short sighted.

Here's to the future me:

I can't wait to meet the future me.
He must be so happy and free.
To look at all this pain gone by
And see nothing but building blocks headed for the sky.

I can't wait to meet the future me.
Bruised and battered, but brimming with glee.
To know that the scars and tears will heal,
That the will to live is finally clear.

I can't wait to meet the future me.
Who smiles as he does what was always meant to be.
Though no one had supported or lent a hand,
He pulled himself together and can finally stand.

Head held high, shoulders relaxed,
I can't wait to meet me and finally ask:
How does it feel to truly be you, at last?

Short and sweet. What do you think?