For i am just a mix bag,
Of all the kinds of emotions, situations and circumstances
All the hurt, bitterness, regrets and hopelessness.
With this mess, i no longer hear my own voice
So,
I will sweep out every cutter
Untill i discover the success and prosperity that lies within
I'll dig out all the dirt,
I'll dig untill i see the roots
For I am done hacking the leaves.
Untill i find my inner true voice,
I'll do whatever it takes.
I'll keep digging
Untill my thoughts are refocused on what is positive and true...
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC
For i am just a mix bag,
Of all the kinds of emotions, situations and circumstances
All the hurt, bitterness, regrets and hopelessness.
With this mess, i no longer hear my own voice
So,
I will sweep out every cutter
Untill i discover the success and prosperity that lies within
I'll dig out all the dirt,
I'll dig untill i see the roots
For I am done hacking the leaves.
Untill i find my inner true voice,
I'll do whatever it takes.
I'll keep digging
Untill my thoughts are refocused on what is positive and true...
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