I didn’t really care what happened to me
but, I had to follow my own path
I had to make myself laugh
like how can this be?
A gifted old soul as talented as me,
with many seeds to plant
but no harvest reap.
I’ve been lost this maze that we call life.
How can we call this earth when hell sounds about right?
Hell seems more fitting.
Still weaved between seams
Found my way out of self doubt.
Accepted “the now” because that’s what it’s really about.
If your reality is similar to mine,
look deep within yourself and you find
that happiness was there whole time.
Find happiness in little things and we can both shine.
Light up your world as you light up mine.