Today is the day you'll let go of the past. It's not that you rather want to, but you need to. One should not ever focus on the past. Because it'll drag your mother fucking ass down. And there's nothing left about it. It's not like you could go left where nothing's right , or right , where nothing's left.
You focus so much on other's potential that you truly forget about yours. And it's your time to shine. The nice people , well , they are always somehow left behind. But that case has rested. How can you even focus on others when your soul is incomplete ?
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I've been upside down, I don't wanna be the right way 'round , can't find paradise on the ground.All we do is play it safe.Live inside a cage. Break free human.
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An old friend recently told me that I'm not currently myself. How do you even ? When your life is revolving around others, you can't really define yourself. You don't get to know your own boundaries.It's totally debatable , if you want your life to revolve or not around other people. But recently I've figured that even though we need the feeling of belonging somewhere....we're searching in the wrong places, most of the times.
One shouldn't even try to replace the blank spaces.
You don't just go for a refill.
Grow. (not as in , grow up. that's a trap. just,learn to harvest your soul)
Discover yourself. Your true self. Not what others want you to be.
Then love.
Because nothing can describe that feeling. It shouldn't be described. Love everything you do, love the people around you. Give your best. Don't fuss. Learn to accept that you can't control everything that is happening to you , and that it all eventually happens for a reason, for growth.
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Once upon a time , she turned to ashes. And the phoenix arrived.
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