There is something about the night. When you get a moment to yourself. The time you can think in quiet time. when you think about the days you just have. What can you do to change it? I look back in time to know. I can't believe I got this far. So many bump roads. Can't even think. But then I got days I can breathe. Then I can pick up a pencil and write. I am calmer at night. Then when I can express myself. my body is calm. When I can see the window. See the tress moving. feeling the winds hint my face. The breath of the air. Relax my soul. It when I think about my further. To be the best of me. Tell try to find me. It is like a journey. When daytime comes. The light from the sun. I feel good waking up on sun-bright days. That was when my days started. That is when I put my family first. Try to be a super mom. Trying to be me. Trying to be savory. Following my dreams. When I think about what is in front of me. Could it be love or something else? Two roads one journey. without stopping, side Thinking about my next move. So I can put it into action. My mind is going in different directions. I am going to take a road trip. Wonder who will build on now or who and what be life behind. Life keeps changing me too. Trying to find me. But nighttime when I take a deep breath. I feel everything. A clear mind. It's me and god time. When I can charge myself. So I can be ready for the next cheaper of my life. Yes, I will be writing. Because of a piece of me. will be kept out. My motion and feeling will be overflow. Because I will be on my journey find me.
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