The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Still Me

I am still me but in a better place of mind
Still me, believing I am one of a kind
I am still me but without all the frowns
Still me, looking up instead of down
I am still me, but my glass is now half full
Still me, words sincere and no bull
I am still me, doors open, no keys
Still me, finally able to see
I am still me, but with a lighter load to bear
Still me, but allowing myself to care
I am still me, following what was instilled in me
Still me,  but a new hope fullfills me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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