I thought I wrote this all for you.
I was an idiot, through and through.
I wrote it all for me you see:
To break the bonds of my misery.
I can be free;
I am right now.
And I choose to soar -
And won’t worry how.
The gods will provide
The wings that I need,
And the Universe
Will unfurl its deeds.
I’ll soar higher
Than I thought I desired,
And forget all the bullshit
Stuck in the mire.
Free I will be
In body and mind.
Free I will be
In the Universe’s Time.