Me, Myself and I

This world is broken, it’s truly gone mad,
Times have been wild humbling and sad.
Boggled is my mind but torn was my Soul,
Not free of many obstacles and a lot of self control.
Piece by piece I had fallen apart,
piece by piece I sewed together
My own broken heart.
Frayed are now the edges But whole is it again.
Strength my grounding fortress and rooted
I’ve now been.
Golden ticket, lotus flower, rising higher up,
Never stay at level always go above.
With fire in my heart and passion in my soul,
Feeling the heat and escaping the cold,
Onward and upward my head held high
How Proud I am of me myself and I.
Loving Self is the toughest thing of all,
I am well on my way and having such a ball.