Idyllic Studies

That thing you see,
That thing’s not me.
It’s what you think
A me to be.

That thing you see,
That thing’s not me.
It’s what you fear
And what you grieve.

That thing you see,
It’s just not me.
So will you stop?
I don’t deceive.

The real me
Just can’t be seen.
Only felt,
Only believed.

But climb this tree,
Leave fear beneath.
Come to the top,
Feel wind on your cheeks.

The freedom you feel,
I swear that’s me.
For free is all
I know to be.

Spoken version: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DBACgZkNvfX/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==