the thinking line

i thought i'd feel different

but i actually feel free

i finally feel like i can breathe

and now i exhale..

no longer trapped in the

mental jail of my mind

i've taken back what was mine

my sanity. hey, how've you been old friend?

was so tired of being

center-stage. on lips laced with lime

sour..

counting down the hours

to my space, my hiding place

from the anarchy.

from the dramedy

someplace safe.

i can't lie at first it hit me!

like a flash of lightening..

frightening!!!..what will they say?

then i realized i stopped caring

a long time ago and that is sad..

i was ready to push out the womb

ready for deliverance

i wasn't sure how i'd feel

i mean, i don't feel like a failure

i don't feel insecure

i feel, oh what's the word

misunderstood.

but i know there is a reason

i know this is the season

for change. so i open up myself

to it.