These seeds that I’m planting Shall end up in magic With life at my fingertipsFully enchanting And lavish I’m blooming I’m changing my habits I’m focused on healingThough I see what’s tragic I choose to be happy And still stay empathic I choose to now love me Don’t care who won’t have it See no one above meBut God and my mother And fucks that I had to give Have run out, sadly.