The kaki trees

 Every time I pass by the kaki tree in my building

I see the fruit getting more and more red

and brighter and brighter

Time passes in such a beautiful way

What was yesterday is not the same today

And I can tell how many weeks it has been

since I had my heart broken 

since I decided to break chains and be someone else

Something else

And I know that by the time those kakis are ripe

I will be more and more full of color

I will be brighter and brighter

And my heart will be mended

And people will look at me and think

"She is something else indeed."