34 and a Day

i’m glad to be me

there’s no one else i’d rather be

it’s taken me 34 years and a day

to feel this way

but when the reward is this great

time is a small price to pay

i know others have consciousness 

just like me

but are they as conscious 

of how awesome it is to see?

i know i didn’t use to be

until love came to me

it has found me

in many forms, at many times

sometimes as pills and smoke and wine

sometimes as lines

but through it all,

there is this stillness within me

that is as close as i have ever come

to being free

i used to be quiet

now i often talk too much

but that core inside

doesn’t subside

never retires

until maybe

i expire?

my friends and i

we have started talking about old age now

and not in a mocking manner

the questions are real now

and the worry somehow grander

but despite it all,

there is a wonder within me

a wide-eyed boy inside

who can only count to three

Prav is how i sign off now

though i’ve been called jojo, pravs and pavee

perhaps i’m also an avi

or am i really not all that savvy?

i’m 34 and a day

but i think i’m just learning how to play :)