Once was careless, now I'm not.
Feeling like I'm a lot.
Seeing a tree fall apart.
I touch it with all my heart.
Probably was careless, but now it's not.
I filled it with all my heart.
Showing love isn't careless.
I thought that to myself with awareness.

Careless people once were me.
I think I'll go ahead and flee.
Showing up with a book, they said it wasn't like me.
Feeling good, careless, free, I just wanna say I'm doing me.
Seeing how the world is carelessly free.
I wonder how the other me would feel about glee.