You're not going through it
It's going through you
And once it's all gone
You become the new you
With a different perspective
From the same point of view
Fully unaffected by the old truth you once knew
Connected at the roots, to the trunk, to the branches
To the leaves and the way they fly away
When wind dances
A frantic see saw free fall in mid air
That represents the floating folly of us being here
We're complicated creatures, huh

this is the new me.
I better version of myself
I cant stop
I cant wait any longer
I have to do this.