On the Way Down...

On the way down, I turned back around And decided to give this life of mine one more round. Interesting enough, even though life is tough, Somehow I manage to move through the rough. I try not to think ahead, I don’t have a 4-year plan running through my head. I only have to remember to make the bed. No matter what, any one else say’s, I get to drive, and I don’t have to go anyplace I don’t want. I don’t have to worry because I am not on the hunt. I don’t have to run, because I am no longer the prey. I made up my mind to let the pieces fall where they may. At least my heart is not in turmoil anymore. I can take the pressure that the people in my life through way, It’s the weight I pick up on my own that leads me astray. I give up trying to find a plan that works. I was in such a hurry that the stain actually hurt. Then I figured out I am my own human being, I’m the only one who knows what’s best for me. When I let go of trying to figure out what that should be, I began to live again; I set my soul free. Now I simply live in the present and I don’t expect a thing. All I have to do is take it as it comes, you see? I don’t have to worry how I’ll make the best of me, I am already good enough naturally. All I have to do is live how I want and do as I please. As long as I’m not hiding, avoiding, running, escaping responsibility. Then the rest of it is up to me.