This+is+it

This is it

Without the worry of eyes that follow

Or ears that strain to listen

Without the anxiety of strangers whispers

Id never lose sleep,

I would dream and fly and forget my stress

Who needs it when there is so much life to live?

And who needs clothes, id be naked all the time

Bare and free and white and tan and unleashed,

I would be me

I would swim, and read, and blast my music to the world

Let my bra straps show and I don’t care if they know

Shout my independence Shout my love for life

Not even life as a noun but as a verb that is happening all around me

The sunset’s sweet symphony sets the stage for life

For the curious squirrel that buries his acorn

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;">Or the Butterfly that lands on the petal of the brightest purple flower in the whole field

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;">When the gold prius screams a beep to the blue jeep to hit the gas

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;">And the mother yells with the entire capacity of her lungs a long, Dinner time!

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;">With every vowel stretched wide like her arms after he falls and scrapes his knee

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;">No limitations when your senses are capable of picking up the smallest memories of time

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;">I’m awake, this is it