Me, myself, and I

Life is like the sun
It goes up and down and around
Good days
and bad days
I trust myself and know my place
Outside of society
as it is a danger to all
I must think for myself
and not conform as they do
The world’s opinion is not my own
And thus need not be acknowledged
Like Galileo and Newton
I am misunderstood
but I know who I am
Fortune is my friend
and is with me
but I am all I need

they fly by
the days,
i look down,
my hands are
wasted away
like the colorful leaves
that surround me,
the sun begins to set
like my time here,
i sink into the earth
the elements become me,
nothing lies
before me,
nor behind me,
it all disappears,
i become what I am:
nothing