Innumerable ways I can live my life,
Yet none are easy to choose without you.
All of them involve me living in strife,
With only your opinion to value,
But today your opinion left when the wind blew.
Storm waves rolled in and took me away,
Yet I fought not once against the strong current.
I washed ashore in the safeness of the bay,
With only this new way of seeing my life.
I realized I don’t need to be what you weren’t.
Sun rays beamed and brought me solace,
Yet I never wondered if you would approve.
All of your imperfections were flawless,
With their own opinions of themselves.
But your opinions are stuck in a groove.
The way for me to live my life is mine,
Yet I know you will watch me and smile.
I need to be me and make the most of my time,
With your opinion no longer of importance.
I will write my life with my own style.