Be the guiding star in your own life first
Before you can guide others
Remember you need to stick your pieces together
Before helping someone to stick theirs

You are beautiful, capable and amazing
You were born with a purpose - a purpose that you will fulfill when the time is right
Sure things may not always be great. You do have your days where you feel incapable of anything including getting out of bed
You question your need and purpose. You question your worth and capabilities
But remember that is just a phase
It's like a passing storm that will eventually give rise to a beautiful day. Never doubt yourself
Embrace your individuality, your sexuality, your cultural identity
Be proud of yourself
As long as your are a good human being - that's all that matters
We all are of the same language - the language of humanity
Stand proud

What if we wake up one day and realize that all along, we have not been living
What if this life, is not life at all
What if we are just puppets being controlled
To provide entertainment
To act on this "life" movie set
Our roles are already set out for us
Our stories already directed
Some have happy endings, some not
Some uncertainty, some just bleek dullness
It's not within our control
And as well go along acting
Experiencing an array of emotions
The puppeteer sits comfortably on his high chair praising himself for what he has created

For the fears within you grow
When you feed them
Every uncertainty, doubt, lack of self esteem
Helps these fears manifest stronger
Providing them with a power you eventually will be unable to control
Starve these fears
Starve them so much that they fade away
Think positively
Think happily
Believe, have faith in yourself
Love yourself

Anger pulses through my veins
All that remains is this undying rage
Supressed for far too long
Damaging all that mistakenly comes in my way
I cannot contain all that wishes to come out
Like the aftermath of a hurricane
Debris of emotions scattered everywhere
With no ability, no strength left to clean up
All I have is deep regret
For the situation I was unable to prevent
But how am I to blame?
I tried for far too long
My jar of emotions was overfilled
It had to flow out sometime or the other

People always said, there's a light at the end of every tunnel - I never did believe that until I saw that light... In a person...

He brought out the best of me as well as the worst.
He could comfort me even though he was the cause of my untamed anger.
My calm exterior underneath which was a raging volcano of anxiety
One controlled by him so as to not let it possess my every pore and consume me

Being with him is like waking up to the sound of the birds chirping, the smell of fresh crisp air, the sight of mist covering the hilltops like a warm fluffy blanket. He is my sunrise on an overcast day. The rainbow after a storm and my *** of gold at the end of the rainbow.... He is my existence...

He was intoxicating
A feeling you get after consuming a bottle of *****
A head rush, happy endorphins released
With you I felt capable, able enough to take on anything
To be anything
To touch
To feel
To believe
You were my magic pixie dust