I live my life with meaning, reading lines inbetweening,
A simple rhyme or a melody, is a lesson inside of me,
So help me learn about this world we endure,
via writing, drawing, or any creative tour,
I'm an idiot-savant, the balance of these,
When I thing of us, I think of trees,
We look independent, with our trunk and our core,
But our roots tangle and become something more,
We are all one, and I was never alone,
Don't forget who I am, and never my tone.
