Being who I am on days of life, enjoying my essence,
feeling success thriving within.
Listening to no one as I write what and when I want
in any moment.
Flying, soaring, into atmosphere's of imagination,
alone for myself, it matters not what others care
about or think.
I've got to be true to myself in order to survive
this world, until I depart and enjoy the next.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem