Active Dayz of My Addiction

It has been some troubling times trying to unwined and find the reason behind my existence... So I followed other's tailored made personalities and adopted their blueprints... Considering myself nothing more than just a human error A mistake in my reflection when I looked in a mirror... Where no longer did I accept myself, has myself, for myself I was a dancing spirit of life that eventually stood still in the active dayz of addiction But no longer do have to look back to my "What if's" and "What do I do now" dayz I rather flourish in my "Right now" ways followed by the "What if's" and what could be of my possibilities One's that are not too late to grab, not too late to have, and hold on tight while not willing to let go of something I know I truly deserve They the juice is worth the squeeze and I'm willing to hold on tight to bare nutrients of what I need... So I can sit back and relax and finally get to breathe.