I’m having the time of my life.
Living my dream, not a lie.
I move through the days with a faith that luck is on my side.
The tiniest things bring me joy.
I take in the beauty around.
I haven’t a question of my worth.
I feel safe and sound.
It’s sad that I went through the shit, and I’m grateful I chose to change it.
But this is a poem for you, to show you that the rhetoric is true.
It’s not easy but it’s always been yours too.
Like I know it was always mine, life’s too short to not be alive.