I am under construction
Out of order
Uninhabitable
You can't make a house into a home before the foundation is built
I could show you the blueprint, but it wouldn't grasp the attention of a man who's not well versed in architecture
It wouldn't make sense to a man who doesn't understand the importance of balance and structure
A man with no vision couldn't see what I see
He couldn't fathom what the end result will be
I am undone and unfinished
I am building but I am lacking
I am trying my best to stay focused without surrendering the strife
I work all day, everyday with minimal progress and even less reward and quite frankly I'm growing tired of my life
I've spent years gathering my supplies and laying bricks but no amount of progress has made me presentable
No amount of hard work has made my incompleteness comprehensible
I've laid brick after brick but still I haven't turned into anything remotely livable
I work tirelessly and though the bricks keep piling up and the structure becomes more and more fully formed each day, still I am useless
I am fed up and I want to give up but instead I get up and lay even more bricks instead of making excuses.
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
I am under construction
Out of order
Uninhabitable
You can't make a house into a home before the foundation is built
I could show you the blueprint, but it wouldn't grasp the attention of a man who's not well versed in architecture
It wouldn't make sense to a man who doesn't understand the importance of balance and structure
A man with no vision couldn't see what I see
He couldn't fathom what the end result will be
I am undone and unfinished
I am building but I am lacking
I am trying my best to stay focused without surrendering the strife
I work all day, everyday with minimal progress and even less reward and quite frankly I'm growing tired of my life
I've spent years gathering my supplies and laying bricks but no amount of progress has made me presentable
No amount of hard work has made my incompleteness comprehensible
I've laid brick after brick but still I haven't turned into anything remotely livable
I work tirelessly and though the bricks keep piling up and the structure becomes more and more fully formed each day, still I am useless
I am fed up and I want to give up but instead I get up and lay even more bricks instead of making excuses.
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