I just made something unexpected

Something sharp, something new

What could I do if I just grew what I was feelin' in the moment

Know where you're going

What could I do if I just knew it didn't need to be perfect

It just needed to be? And they'd let me be?

A hurricane of jacarandas

Strangling figs, hanging vines

Palma de cera fills the air as I climb

And I push through

What else can I do