Turning at every corner
For the wind has taken me there
Finding to my one surprise
That I was this very air
Calm and collected
Magical and inspiring
Or so I take it
Thought is retiring
Never think of myself so largely
Just a calm sort of soul
Not really caring what happens
At least that is my goal
Problem solved
Hope the solution works
Only getting over things too soon
I would consider that worst of quirks
Certainly not the bright me
Enjoy a cheery person
Or go without
The situation will not worsen
Do what you wish
Try something new
Be the one we know
Be the loveable little you