Proms in the park
So here we are, under a tree, starting afresh and this time it’ll be me
Not an attempt at a glorified me, or a me that i’d previously tried to be
But a ‘me’ at all costs, through good and through bad
At least i know
At least i know the world can be mine
Or, that at least there’s a place for me in it
Katie Melua is played in the background as the next orchestra arrange themselves
The peaceful tune is soaked up by my mind
As neurons rearrange themselves and my soul is redesigned










