
I am the protector of my own energy
But sometimes I am also my worst enemy
Sometimes I am stuck, and I need some clarity
Sometimes I cry so desperately, so breathlessly
Knowing I have control of my own destiny
I donโt want the empathy
I work on myself repeatedly
Until my thoughts flow steadily
Once I let my guard down, I feel the jealousy, the enemies
So much intensity, dragging me down dreadfully
I ground myself until I feel heavenly
Crying endlessly, knowing damn well I am my own remedy
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