My Tears

My tears, they flowed along with my fears. My mind, it wandered off too far. Who is to say whats right whats wrong? Who is to say whats black whats white? 

I am my own compass for my life. My own captain for my ship. My own conductor for my song. 

Its my path alone to walk. I trust my gut & whom I want. Who are you to judge & speak? I have no need to fit your mold! This mold is made for you alone. I have only to answer to God alone. And I trust my God is near, always watching me in peace. Ever loving ever kind providing everlasting life. So who are you to curse my state of mind? When I walk out of this, I shall see & not be blind. 

Damn, I wasted my excercise.