I want to get my head straight
I want to cut the dead weight
Of what I thought I knew
Who I used be
What I used to do
Is just
Different
In an instant
And I have whiplash
And the backlash
From the trash I took
And turned it into art
Turned it into a new start
For a person in need
It freed me
Until I was told
That it was still. Trash.
I'm back
A little bit
I think
Colors seemed brighter today
The fall breeze felt.. nice
Leaves crunched
And I just walked downtown
Enjoying the sights and sounds
Of a quite
Dark-at-6-O'clock day
And I hope it stays
I had a good day
With myself today
I was with others
But it's the first time
In a while
That I enjoyed my own company too
That I could sit
And see the pretty things
And just be happy to be alive
And I missed that
