I decided I would no longer wreck my brain.

About the decisions I’ve made that I cannot change.

Feeling more secure when I start to feel strange.

Instead of running to hide, I extend the invitation to play.

Oh, please, would you stay?

There is so much that I could intuitively say.

Instead of causing an uproar to get my way.

I can vividly remember the day,

It felt like the hit of my first jay.

I thought I could be molded like clay.

But by the time we got to the month of May,

I went deep inside to pray.

To release and walk away,

From anything that was no longer needed,

& what didn’t need to stay. 

But, hey,

You know what they say,

What you give out, you receive;

Karma is real, regardless if you believe.