(Inspired by The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath) Fig Trees
Sophia Berumen | 2025
I stand in front of my fig tree A million futures hang above me Waiting for me to decide Which one it will be I stand in front of my fig tree A million rotten figs rest at my feet Futures that passed me by Dreams made obsolete Time goes by I still can’t decide I don’t want to waste my life
Time goes by Worried I’m wasting my life
Because I can’t decide Who do I want to be? Who have I been? Constantly contemplating every version of me Except the one I am now Time moves fast It’ll pass you by Unless you leave your fig tree behind and just Live
By picking the wrong one More figs fall to the ground Each one better than the last I’m beginning to think the one I was meant to pick Lies in my past
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