To Understand All That Is Here

I listen to the wind and trees They sing "quiet your soul" While the weeds say love is a disease I'm still not sure who's in control I look to the sky asking "Please, what should I push or pull?" My past judgements filled with fleas Making my decisions void and null Demons whispering into my ear: "Repeat your mistakes" Increasing and collecting my fear laughing as my confidence shakes Telling me I'm worthless with every tear I seek the quiet calm of snowflakes leaving the night silent and clear I'm trying with all that it takes To understand all that is here.