there is no scale to weigh your pain
no colors to paint a picture of your dreams
no words to describe the storm rising inside
as it grows from the seeds you sow
as it blooms and sways when you move
let these feelings take you with the flow
just give in and embrace your new soul
sometimes it will feel heavy in your heart
sometimes you will float beyond the clouds
there is magic in this joy and sorrow
because anything is better than bieng hollow
there is no right or wrong
there is no bad or good
just a presence you need to hold
take a look and let it go.