Awakening

drive. focus. desire. power. within myself begin to flower in the summer of my life spring arrives where was this when I was young? when I struggled to even strive to survive? the answers were flung, shouted and sung, but I had no ears to hear, only fear steering clear of those near who Leer I wanted safety, so I fled I wanted freedom, so I read I wanted death, so I bled I wanted love, so I said I love you, I need you, I can't live without you all of it true, and they left out of the blue because the one I needed wasn't another a father or mother, nor my sis or brother it was me. I was who needed to save me it was always there, I was too blind to see the reflection begging to breathe buried so far beneath all of the bullshit I was told and I then told to myself over and over, as I slowly grew old but I am here now, I hear myself and I can see I am surrounded by wealth a bounty of opportunity, mine to pluck and I think "why didn't I see it sooner? fuck."