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.
You know what they say,
What you give out, you receive;
Karma is real, regardless if you believe.