I will be free from worry.
The sun will be warm and not hurt me.
My thoughts will be gentle and kind.
Forever a dreamer
That is me.
I will be free from worry.
The sun will be warm and not hurt me.
My thoughts will be gentle and kind.
Forever a dreamer
That is me.
Alas and alack
The time has come.
When fondness grew
And fun was done.
Now it is the Hat house
That resides
And change is impatient
And not always forgiving.
Confidence is shaky.
Sometimes firm.
Other times flown.
Timid people suffer
Because they can’t ask the questions.
So,
Let me remind you…
You’ve got this!
Now I am the one who has the power.
I say yes or no.
No longer am I dancing to his strings.
If only I could get out from society’s yoke.
Repentance is not easy.
Blame and shame are harder to forget.
Some would rather deny they wronged
and claim they were always right.
Others look upon those individuals
with pity.
And fear.
Go forward.
Don’t look back.
The past can no longer help you.
Move confidently
Even if you are not.
Sometimes the future can be changed
When you change your Now!
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
But how can I get away from my self.
I am forever thinking.
Worrying, hating myself.
How can I grow fonder of myself
When I can never be absent?
Trace the line
As it cracks open
Revealing treasures
Unknown.
Colours brilliant,
Surprising
And fascinating.
All in one rock.
Bring about the gale.
Announce the storm.
Fever breaks
While trees dance the morn.
Thrice the dam breaks
Go find the worm.
Not just because
He sometimes has
A stinky butt,
But sometimes
Unintentionally
He causes chaos.