Some destinies are rewritten mid-stride. You were never meant to walk the path worn thin by others. Leave the dust, leave the shadows. Fly away, feet—remind your heart how to rise.
Fly Away, Feet, Fly Away
You’re not Listening …
If you’re quick to judge, quicker to insert your own truth, You’re not listening. If you say, “I know exactly how you feel,” Then talk about yourself, You’re not listening.
Untethered, Unafraid
Don’t keep me in your memories I’m not afraid to be forgotten. To be erased from Your thoughts Your heart Your life Your soul.
Fireflies and Fairylights 