what if you could free yourself⁣
really free yourself ⁣
what if your life depended on it⁣
because living free is the only real living⁣
one day these tendrils of me that I tried to

keep tame⁣
tried to categorize and organize ⁣
and put in boxes and files ⁣
will float out ⁣
will become their own beings⁣
will not be part of me

because they never really were⁣
and so why do I spend my short days trying ⁣
to make sense of them?⁣
when instead I could live,⁣
really live⁣

I could just feel as much as I can⁣
while I’m here ⁣
while I’m here ⁣
and I can let it all float back to the stars ⁣
when I leave.