It's Time.

The time has come for me to release my innerself, a storm,
Has been brewing, Feverishly inside, to let my words Flow.
Finally, it is Free, and Fulfillment has poured into my veins.

Many-a-day, I find myself stuck,
In the daily routine. No room to grow, no room to change.
But now I have been lifted above it all, with endless ambition and emotion.

The binding shell of reality has been cracked,
And although the yolk is still raw,
I need no shell to grow, for I am not like the others.

My style is unique, my words unalike,
Yet the principle still remains.
The Emptiness has been filled, as Eloquence meets Excellence.