Boxes in the hallway Post-its on the fridge Names I used to daydream Now just numbers on a list Friends are posting wedding rings Tiny shoes on kitchen tiles I’m still eating frozen meals Scrolling through their smiles I’m not late I’m not done Just a little out of step with everyone Got this heart Half scared Half brave Staring at the map that I never made If I’m a mess Then I’m my own Taking the long Long way back home Yeah I’m not late I’m just here Learning how to be this version of me this year Old band shirt in my closet Still smells like summer rain Thought I’d have it figured out Thought I’d have a different name Mom keeps asking “How’s the job?” I just say “It’s fine” Try to sound like I belong On the other side of time I’m not late I’m not done Just a little out of step with everyone Got this heart Half scared Half brave Staring at the map that I never made If I’m a mess Then I’m my own Taking the long Long way back home Yeah I’m not late I’m just here Learning how to be this version of me this year Some nights I count the should-have-beens Like cracks above my bed Then laugh because I’m breathing And that beats perfect plans instead (oh) Maybe all these question marks Are constellations in the dark I’m not late I’m not done Just a little out of step with everyone Got this heart Half scared Half brave Staring at the map that I never made If I’m a mess Then I’m my own (my own) Taking the long Long way back home Yeah I’m not late I’m just here Learning how to be this version of me this year
