Based solely on the self,
I have grown, becoming wealthier in spirit
Conceiving richness in vacant times,
To embrace brighter values all year round.
I used to add emphasis to question,
When my darkening pattern took a break
Now I smile with no concern, even though life waits to throw a curve
Swerve I will, peace of mind? I kill?
I aim to live by my own conventions
Wait, not aim but to contrive
While aim has negative connotations—
Coming off as a braggart
But for reasons I believe are correct
From dark to light, I transition.
This is why I deserve much respect.