| When I let go of all the anxiety The complexities of life around me I can be free and be just me. When I let go of all the pretenses And let down my guard of what I'm not I can breathe easily and quiet When I let go of the image of whom I'm not I can release the illusion of a woman Who is not afraid of anything When I let go of everything in my mind I can look at a love so long ago And be still and observe When I let go...wait.... That's just it... I have not let go...at all...of every memory. When I let it go. |