I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations
Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today
Your face Transcends Garnish
Treat yourself Like you wish others Would treat you
If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths
There’s shit on your face You just threw up in your mouth Couldn’t be cuter
Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love
I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else
Because you exist Is the best reason For you to persist
I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less
Go ahead Do your thing I’m waiting With open wings
I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.
