New Start

I think I’m too serious,
I’d rather be curious,
learning new things every day,
seeking, exploring new ways.

A lighthearted view of things,
makes me want to dance and sing,
I want to shed my old skin,
forget old places I’ve been.

A new start should make me part,
from strings restricting my heart,
free to try and free to fail,
with wind guiding my boat’s sail.

Now I wonder aimlessly,
enjoying all shamelessly,
I taste the sweet and the sour,
and blossom like a flower.