With words I’m able to express
Truer paths of emotions
And through the lines of type
Better share the currents Which shape the essence of psyche.
I am proud, anxious, and full of shame
And I believe in my own strengths
I trust in the decisions I make
And sabotage relationships out of fear
I am alone, and connected to everything.
My name is of no importance
For I am like you, even as I am me
And this trail I forge forth upon
Through these desert wastes
Follow the same footsteps
Of all those before me
And all those who shall come after.