Me In True Colors (Unpoetic)

I ponder over and over again
on moments which became milestones
but for which
I wouldn't have been
Me

Looking back I see
Cris-cross roads
some traveled more, some less,
which got me
Here

I am left with reminisces
of regrets, promises, opportunities, failures,
I look at them as a collage
in shades and hues of
Me

A look in the mirror
shows me in true colors
I shrug, I smile
realizing I am just an
Amateur

I step aside
to let it all pass
like water under the bridge
to start all over from
Scratch