somewhere in between

no longer a girl,
but not quite a woman.
still something,
still someone
to grow into.

like a flower that's blooming
but not fully bloomed.

i grow in spurts, then slow motion,
awkward and confused.

here i am.
somewhere in between.

in limbo,
between two worlds,
and i can see
clearly
in which world i belong.

but how do i get there?
is there a workshop for this?
a book i can read?

yes,probably so.
but no, that's not what i need.

it's just a matter of time,
and it's time to go within.
to sit with myself.
to nurture myself.
to
be
my
self.
or my many selves.
to wrap myself up
in a cocoon of patience and love,
to give myself whatever i need,
and to just wait and see
the me i become,
the woman in me.