You sit there analysing & testing my soul. After all the aches you caused me, I had to learn it the hard way.
For
I was born alone
Came to this world alone
Crawled alone walked alone
Gain knowledge alone
Let how to survive on my own.
Lost friends and my love ones along the way
And I'm still on my way to success
. In search of my soul, alone .Ride or Die?  No. I leant to do everything alone.
Suffer alone.
Wiped my tears alone.
Yet u sit here and question ride or die, my response still  No. My team is me and I alone. Never will I sacrifice to die for someone,  if they will never put the effort to please me.
Ride or die.
I ride alone
I die alone.

And apparently I am
some sad little girl
who is lost and alone,
that can't make up her mind because she stutters
all the time.

But actually
I'm not sad nor am I alone,
I've had mind made up for several months now
and I'm my own person one hundred percent of the time.

I'm dancing in the ashes of the bridges you burned
But it's okay
Because they cast too many shadows anyways

You were trying to drown me
But it's okay
I can swim on my own any day

You left me alone with the voices in my head
But it's okay
They never liked you anyways

So I'll just take a deep breath and count to three, because it's okay, I'll just do me. <3

things are
going
to change
soon
and i'm not
sure
i'll be able
to handle
the harsh
reality
of
all of us
apart

Aching with melancholic memories,
The sea stands, Freedom carving her wings, Beholden to nobody.
Each wave destroying the remaining morsels of empathy that she still harbours.
One cannot imprint themselves on water,
But footprints are etched onto the sand.
Here's a little secret though- the sand is but swallowed by the sea.
The colours contort from one gruesome grey to another.
The days she is blue, the beast lies dormant,
Waiting for the black to raise its ugly head.
So free I think,
Water turning to fire, defined only by her existence.
Everything pales in comparison, the sun, the sky, the clouds.
But then I realise- what is the sea? Where are her colours from?
She is nothing but a reflection of the sky.
Her moods influenced by the clouds.
Free? I laugh.
She is captured.

For the first time--in a long time
I sit by myself--alone--

and there's no where else I'd rather be
Than right here--right now--

With no others company except
The solidation of my own divine thoughts

And for the first time--in a long time
I put myself to bed--alone--

with a smile across my face
Utterally, and distinctly
at Peace