And I hope it's not too late,
For it to be something that's a part of me,
And not something that I'll always commiserate.
There are so many roads from self-realization,
Determined by one's own inclinations as a soul,
While that soul changes from the realization itself,
And one must decide which soul will choose the road.
While who you think you want to be is determined,
By who you are at the moment of choice,
And to know who you want to be means knowing yourself,
And being comforable with your own voice.
And it's alright,
If you are not,
Because you can't change who you are anyway,
Unless you have some idea that you are god.