Last Thought Poem by Alandra Nicole Moreira

I was walking on my own
Trying to find my way home
I stopped to look around
As the rain started pouring down

For so many years
And so many thoughts
There's nothing to remember
And nothing to think about

I was running down the mountain
Trying to find my own little fountain
My fountain of memories
That have longed to be freed

I was searching for a hand
A hand to hold and to understand
Understand the way I think my thoughts
And how I fight battles already been fought

Inside nor out
Doesn't anyone know what this is about
I am who I am
Don't try to change me
Just try to understand