A c🌌sm🌌s of my 🌌wn

I don't dance the dance of life until the butterflies come out

of their hiding places, petals waiting simply to unfold.

I don't mind that I am diff'rent, that is just the way it is

I enjoy it when it's warm and I enjoy it when it's cold.

Yet I love myself, I like myself enjoy myself a lot

whether past or present, future or a timeless on the clock.

It's the way my clocky ticks; Sometimes clicks and sometimes flicks.

It's the way the clogs are clogged and this is how my life unfolds ...

But I'm happy that I'm here you know this life it is a gift :)

Sometimes misty, sometimes myst'ry sometimes wish you never lived :(

But it's all I've ever had and it is all I've ever known:

Just a little bit of everything, a c🌌sm🌌s of my 🌌wn