I'm making peace with my past so I can master my emotions Cluttered hindsight drowned in witch doctor potions Blended clustered years with eyes desert dry Mentored mind with an angry soul & a heart ready to comply Now I pry each eye without a mask or disguise My anger riding pine while positivity flies Resentment trying to confine but happiness served its time My soul was granted parole & my pitty lost its dime I handcuffed honesty to my wrist I began an amends list I placed my heart upon my sleeve I granted my mistakes a reprieve I recognized my lessons learned I leave behind all the bridges burned All that makes up I The epitome of me came to clarify…