I found myself remembering the past and present days and thought about my nature and the way that I was raised I learned to seek a certain kind of solace in the depths of where it was I came from βfore I ever took a breath
Consistencies were born in me before I ever was I reveled in the pureness they poured out into my blood I look for them to this day still, and fight the urge to say the sea outside my body carries inconsistent waves