Regardless

Walking in circles of sunset light

cones in hand

three kids

on the brink of adulthood

I don't know about you but I don't know what I'm doing with my life

and what if I'm not there?

Good enough?

What happens when I'm not smart enough

or talented enough

or special enough

to do what I love?

But when I'm just walking with my people

with ice cream after a long couple hours

of sweat and bright lights and wrong notes

I don't have to think about it, really

because I am loved

regardless.