Thinking about my doubts
Getting lost in my droughts
I get lost in my thoughts
Wondering whether or not if this is something that ought to be forgotten
Should I stop every single thought that holds me hostage from being an accomplice to always being an extention to this world's succesfulness
This always hinders me
It always gets the best of me
It never dawns on me how drawn I can be of being afraid to succeed
Somehow I have thought of being more than just another mark
To tell myself to believe is to tell myself to leave all of my undying shortcomings
Friday, September 9, 2016
Liberation
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