The way things turn out
Not always expected
A sudden change
A new direction
New set of thoughts
Feeling something
Easier to crack a smile
A warmth when I see a certain face
No need to explain
I’ve been here before
Arrows drawn
Waiting for me to open the door
Only a matter of time
Armor off let’s see what’s in store

It’s crumbling
Everything I work for
Gone
Ready for an oath of silence
Nothing left
Taking in every moment
Rather not waste my breath
Nothing to fear while I’m alone
There’s a beat still there if you can get past the stone

The difference between struggles and needs
Not a fine line at all
Often persuaded by vanity
In a situation with an obvious choice
Statements repeated becoming the voice of reason
Obstacles built higher in our image
Frustrated with outcomes the moment they leave our lips
Seldom the times we can state the truth without affliction

We often tell others of their flaws
But when reminded of our own hostility takes over
That’s the ego coming into play
Needed for certain situations that involve triumph but not for self analysis
Learn to set aside anger
It’s only a catalyst or beacon for self destruction
When the mind is clear  so is the path
Improving becomes easier and so does everything else
Happiness will no longer seem like something to achieve rather a part of your everyday mindset
Learn to accept that perfection is constantly evolving and shouldn’t be the goal
Everyday you are a better version of yourself because we never stop learning
Mistakes of the past shape our decisions in the future
With ego being there you can either make the right choice or relive something you’ve tried to avoid
Ultimately it is up to you which seems logical

Destructive with intention to love
No one but myself to blame
A monster created out of the soul of a saint

Misunderstood to it’s fullest extent
Sorry but 2 cents aren’t enough to invest
Constantly told what I should do
Didn’t know I lived to satisfy the views
Feeling like I’ve been put on a leash
Finding a good spot this noose might provide a release
Out of turn
Out of line
Speak more about yourself
I’ve already heard what you have to say about mine

Timing is everything
From the approach
Either rushed or too slow
Holding hands to a kiss
My attempts often dismissed
No need to cry it’s okay
Not a man fueled by pride
It’s uncommon to fall
Balance knocked right out from under me
All self control is obsolete
Not looking but it seems
Love is the returning champ of hide and seek