The heavens are filled with my family
They are the ones watching over me
Keeping me away from catastrophes
And leading me triumphantly

Further than the eye can see
I steer away from complacency
Standing here as I live and breathe
Attempting to avoid redundancy

I’ll follow you to the nth degree
Without a care or apology
Call it magic, for I foresee
Being neutral, fancy-free

My heart is pure, my knees are weak
The pain is real, it’s truth I speak
My situation, though dull and bleak
It wakens me while others sleep

I’ve long been on a losing streak
My situation, quite unique
Through thunderstorms and lightning’s shriek
Such allure, so mystique

Unaware of what I seek
To make me happy, feel
complete
Avoiding any travesties
I set course to my destiny