Losing myself again is so thrilling
Though I am no longer the boy I once was
So we’ll calm it down
Lay the sheets
Water the flowers
Nestle the pillows on early mornings
Searching for yourself is hard work
We should have learnt some in school
Instead of having to make it up as you go
The best we can do
The only way forward is love for others and yourself
And speak to your truth
Then tadaa, blah blah, the end