Everyday, strive to be more real,
Silencing thoughts, youāll begin to feel.
All your life, denying your innermost
āTil you winded up a ghost;
But youāre materializing,
Corporeal, stabilizing,
Life beckons you outside
Patiently, though it knows you died,
And itās so cruel, and mean, and so unfair-
but shake those platitudes from your hair,
Lace your shoes, forget your blues,
see if you can change your views-
Remember, youāre never someone new:
Rather, you slowly become more you