things change

I used to stay quiet in a corner, not speaking my mind taming the idea animal,..
I used to be pushed around, bullied and stepped upon,,,
I used to be manipulated, used and abused..., therefore
I used to manipulate, hate, seek revenge and abuse.

But things change, life changes and so I walk...

I walk in this path... my path, that I sometimes run through,
in this path, my path, where I can only strive to enhance this human experience... my human experience,
in this path that I walk,,, that we all walk, towards the inevitable mystery we call death.