Just don't think about those people Who have left you with no choice But to think the reason of your aloneness.
Just don't hover around, Those, Making you feel unworthy, Shut their door, And don't worry dear, It isn't ego, It's self-respect, Self-help, Self esteem and Self-love.
Just don't be with those, Bragging about their victory, By belittling your tiny beginnings, And don't worry dear, It isn't that you aren't worthy, But the person is so unworthy To witness your Victory by stepping tiny it's.
What speaks more of a mother’s love than your kind of love? What they say about our triple threat family matters not. We are like a triangle, our bonds are stronger.
Call me a mama’s boy, but a mother raised me well. Whatsoever the world might like from me is because of you. You never made a wrong investment in raising me up.
I’m grateful for your love. I’m grateful for your care. I’m grateful for the good looks you shared. I’m grateful for the great clothing style you taught.
I don’t like birthdays. But yours is special. Coz yours lasts till the ends of time. In my eyes, you’re always precious. Not just for today.
No other lady compares. You’re the one I’ll always look after. You’re the one I’ll always care for the most. But there might be one I like the most. I say this with a smile on my face as I aim for one on yours too.
I don’t want to do this on anybody’s death bed. In case we don’t show it enough. We love you.
The first and last time I ever bragged was in fifth grade We’d been on a unit related to the Ancient Egyptians I was the only one in our class to have gotten a good score On the reading comprehension Our teacher even Announced it to the whole class
I was ecstatic So, I tapped the shoulder of the girl next to me Whose face clearly showed that her result wasn’t as joyous and I told her The glee practically bursting out of me
“I KNOW!” She screamed Red faced A cascade of tears water falling down Her face
That stayed with me Even now I ask myself, Such a pointless thing It’s only purpose Being To hurt Such a useless thing Why did I ever do it?
No matter how hard you work... No matter how much you make... No matter how much it takes... It is never enough.
Let me say that again! It it never enough. You live your whole life to make as much as possible. No matter the cost.
Work 3 jobs, work over 60 hours a week. Only to get a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom apartment. Because you have to have your own bathroom. You have to have the best of everything.
You talk about your dream house. Yet you can't even afford to fix up the house you live in. Talk about how many people are going to leave you money when they die. Why? To talk about how rich you'll be.
Here I am. Scraping by. In a cheap apartment. Barely afford to get groceries.
But you know it's no skin off my back. I have something way better than being rich. At least I have a place to live and a job. I have a girlfriend who I would die for.
Some things are better than money. I am glad I know this. I am glad I don't run in circles for it. Life is what you make it.
If that's what you make it about, that's okay. I choose to believe there is more to life than that.