With mixed conversations aligned inside our expectations don't always comply. What could be wet could also be dry, when we see other options offered in mind.
Hesitance often slows the path we possess but a personal pace sustains motivation, and anyone's race can turn about face. Is it really such a lonely road for an individual to search the unknown, testing their growth.
We usually follow what seems set out in front, concurrent ideas and beliefs seep through us. The leaves of the trees determine the falls, as time spaced apart often changes our attitude.
The landscape of life will transform with a call, through those cycles we bind to vary our mindset. Lessons for all are shown but not always learnt, as repetitive tones tend to compliment worth.
Listen to the figures above, providing purpose when we're feeling deep or down on our luck. The answers can vary and we have to choose, but there are no limits as we continue on through.
Many things combined together, Create how we feel every day, The conversations we hear, what we believe, Our attitude, the weather, A few that come into play. Our willingness to accept changes, thinking positive, Trying different things, in our own way, Working towards, even a small goal, something to do, Changing our routines, often during this life’s stay.
The night has confided in me its secrets, Revealing my paralleled selves. We are all privileged, being depressed or anxious is hypocrisy itself So I've sat and thought , Time affirms knowledge Though i am not my awarness, I feel wired to a hidden intelligence, Unfamiliar images, imagination, Everything is a lesson, Unlearn it to reach the destination
Gratitude brings bliss and peace of mind do not underestimate the advantage of being ALIVE
Sadness feels as sadness does There need not always be a because It rains upon the brain with ache Contentedness to quickly take Holding hostage a better thought Posing threat to opportunities sought Opening doors to past transgressions Raising the bar for future questions Even on the most joyous day It levies a toll like a truck to weigh A pendulum swaying robotically Yet a familiar tone melodically Around me the noise grows distant While it tugs in a manner persistent Craving escape from its grip Ready for this attitude to flip