Windows
I hate to see you go, dealing with this window pain.
At the end of the day all I have is my word and my name.
I'm being transparent and I've allowed myself to be vulnerable so many times.
It's reality check time, no fantasy land or dream in my mind.
It's the windows to my heart, the eyes to my soul, or the eye of the earth.
A total transformation, a gift, a rebirth.
Perceptions are different and perspectives not the same.
I got to clean both sides of my windows in order to obtain,
Joy in my journeys, mindful moves only, a cleanse from the inside out.
Or continue to allow my windows to be foggy, living a lie, chasing clout.
I refuse to lose to selfish ambition.
My soul searching is my mission.
Just another free spirit with good intentions.
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