I may not know the future
but hope not its a bizarre
I may have rescued myself
But things still are baffle
M lost in words of dilemma
Maybe true story
M done being glorious
No more analogous
Too much to peek in my shadow
And peer through my skin
But now the time has come
To be sage
And not think under others wage
To be ingenuous with myself
To seize the yen
And go for zenith
But in my comfort
Not in others thought!