Blueprint

I have searched

For years to find

The blueprint

That people have tried

Oh so hard to follow

It is now that I realize

There is no blueprint

No one gets to design me

And be the architect

Of me

I make my own blueprint

I have spent time

Energy

Searching for a reason

That people try to make me be

The idea that they had in their head

The blueprint

When I imagine it

It is in a big room

High above the ground

Looking down on me

In the room there is the

Blueprint

On a pedestal

Open to a page with my name

And a sketch

Of me

But now I know

That there is no blueprint

I am my own architect

I will make my own blueprint

Gali

VT

14 years old

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