Love, the first loss I had. 
Then came time, to make my thoughts longer.
Money, one of the most dangerous tastes, came to knock on my door. 
I lost consciousness and I'm looking for it.

For some reason sometimes I feel a sting

A picket of optimism.
Thoughts and visions
Where I see myself successful
With everything I've always wanted.

I feel stuck sometimes, worried.
I think of others and I put myself aside.

But I am also selfish. I have acted for what is best for me.

I am not being honest with my emotions. 
But I want to improve, and I know that the life I lead is the right way.

I am the one who directs my story and I cannot hold anyone else accountable.
I give love
I am light
I receive light
I receive love