Tapping my feet each day never minding the restrictions that shields my direction Dancing to the melody in my head shaking my body in full joy hoping to find a new direction.
Unboxing each puzzle that stay stuck in my head trying to level the mystery in my head A little bit of fresh air as I take deep breath trying to clear all the problems in my head.
Reminiscing on my past mistakes ticking out the lessons I learnt in regret Finding my rhythm doesn't mean I won't stop grinding as I stare back at my old possibilities with no ounce of regret.
How well do we actually know ourselves? Pulling each strings in our favor trying to understand how the outcome pays out. Do we smile when things stop going the way it was streamlined in our subconscious. Or just imagine a new possibility that never seems to fade out. The rest is our choice. Keep tapping your feet. You need enough joy to survive🥗
Learn to grow out of situations that life has a way of throwing right in front of you A blurred line already shooting through nothing seems to be in place either way.
The temporary feel of pain having it's way would just show you towards a better you As soon as the fate we learnt to have upon ourselves come out and begin to play.
Fighting and overcoming life predicaments is a mind game and we all have the key So once pre planned moments start going sideways learn to check the good side.
A little bit of happiness is what we would shed through us to just make us free A lot is going on when you look from a brighter perspective and look the other side.
Hold on to the process of change. That phenomenon is very constant. But imagine another world with nothing to worry about...a place where worries trip and fall asleep. Your mind is a bank so feed it with the right deposits🔑
How do you spice things up when your mind is fully awake ready to sail any way Do you live your life daily for the glits and glamour until it cease or fades away.
Understanding the reason for your existence is Paramount to how you live your life Step by step illusion is a new lens to reflect back on yourself and change your view about life.
Each day is an opportunity to shape a new existence that we slowly created in our mind But with all the pain and suffering who would think the pictures would appear clearly even in our mind.
Kicking off all the distractions finding its way trying to envelope the new me Still holding to my deathbed mentality I wouldn't become sane until I was face to face with the new me.
A lot of memories will hit when the end time is near. Why questions and the actual reality will set in place. Eventually those gift you have and you don't cherish or work on will be nothing but a faded reality 🌫️
How do you describe that feeling, when your device keeps blowing up. Deep down you have one eye glued to your goals, but society won't let you stay up.
The illusion that we need to satisfy all the energy, that comes our way is never enough. Times are changing so get your priorities right, people tend to channel their pain, though you until you've had enough.
The only thing shielding you from achieving a whole lot more, is how you spend time with yourself. But a whole lot of people that don't understand this principle, creep up on you, when you have time for yourself.
Decision making time how would you achieve the impossible, when you are shielding your own growth "A stitch in time saves nine" is very crucial so learn to stay foused on your growth.
The value of time is basically on how we utilize it as individuals. Our 24hours can truly be purposeful if used right. Learn not to overwhelm yourself with too much. Instead keep your focus on your main priorities for the day, in relation to your level of growth👣
Another life lost in the slum is nothing new to those who can relate But the hidden mystery behind this new corpse left people more than they could relate.
Two slugs were pulled out while he was lieing behind his back has he lay lifeless Cold hands of death snatching another innocent life turning him lifeless.
Tired of saying this same stories I wouldn't be the one behind the camera next Life in the slums isn't what you picture you never know who appears on the camera next.
Two slugs is a new slogan as soon as another body is seen on the floor fighting for his last breathe As we secure what was left behind the little memories was just wondering about how he lost his breathe.
I wasn't thinking straight while I drafed the demise of a soul so dear to me but the streets snatched another brother