What I think what I know, what I hide what I show.
What I reap is what I sow, idea seeds will it grow
What I see what I feel, imagination is it real.
Play my cards don’t reveal, fact or bluff what’s the deal?
Will the spirit fall or fly, memories live or will they die.
Not one tear falls from my eye, I chose to laugh and will not cry.
Mind roams free in open range, for me normal and not strange.
I stay the same i’m not insane, yet your mind I may derange.
Always laughing positive, in empathy im cognitive.
Sense is mixed but relative, comprehension superlative.
So hard to catch I still roam free, imagination my country.
One third the  wolf yes spiritually, and golden bear two thirds is me!