Looking me in the eyes he smiled his typical transcendent smile,

You can be anything he sang

anything you want,

Studying his face, the sincerity was there

Steady stares were passed, moments of silence directed my thoughts 

What is my anything?

Previous notions and doubts about myself finally escaped;

he had freed me

Exposing a new being

self-assured once more.

Crawling out of the dark well I could recognize a familiar radiance that lay on the other side

behind me the gloomy shade that once represented my life.

Stepping forward the blade of reality cut me like a knife and I was now set free 

to be on my own,

To be my anything.