I've come an awfully long way,
But of course I'm not done going.

Someday you'll prove yourself,
Never let them falter your way.

There's no happiness
without freedom
no freedom
without self-understanding
and letting
go of the past-
the self  must be
without cleavage
its thinking
must not be smudged
by what  went before-
the best yield
can't be reaped
by an infertile field

the old self
has to be reformed
or there would
never be true freedom

always the artist
hidden behind her canvas
never the muse
with a languid smile
always the composer
forever lost in false reverie
never the music
a song, a symphony
always easy to like
just for a while
never worth my price
in the transaction of respite
always the sacrifice
on the altar of lies
never the worshipped
devoted only to my light

Spurious correlation is when two random variables line up,
Such as shark attacks increasing with the amount of ice pops sold,
Unfortunately for health nuts, ice pops don't cause shark attacks.
But what is truly spuriously correlated is this bullet board,
That I am using to unravel the secrets of writing today.
Such as the number 122 lining up with severely different artists,
As well as well defined writers turning into many missing cases.
If I was ever offered a job as official poet detective,
Of course I would take it, but I would run circles each day.