At peace by myself with nothing more than a soft breeze on my cheeks,
I sit here for hours to feel the wind passing thru the leaves of the trees,
fueled by determination put down by all my obligations,
silence is all I need for now just little dozes at a times,
remorse must be changed to lessons in which I have learned most,
sorrow, pity and guilt is something not worth crying over,
I am earth therefore I must accept to be night and day,
investing in my self worth not overlooking the integrity of my persona,
like the trees seasons I change, I im bad but also good,
I loved and I hated, help and hurt,
taking all these things that are what makes me ...me,
I am my one universe and I can't be altered,
I am me .
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