I rock my soul
It needs me~ it does
I can tell when it scurries to please
When it worries on knees
Worn tried to the core
Trying to ignore the noise
The world is so noisy
He who yells the loudest wins
but not really, I want to say
I rock my soul
I am ok just rocking

In my creative zone…I flow
I grow, I am me
Skies are red & yellow here
Flowers grow on sticks
Angels fly from heaven
I know because I flow here
I go here when I need to get away
From the grabbing, clutching, and meanness
It tries to chase me away
But you See I choose to go here
I long for it daily
Though I must live in this world
I prefer my creative zone
Skies are red & yellow here
Flowers grow on sticks
Angel fly from heaven
I flow

I hear you but…
I must escape to my happy
place we’ll talk when you
are finished yelling
You see I know this
about myself I need 
☮PEACE ☮
I will be in my happy creative zone