Fear is loud and bossy.
She can be vicious at times.
And the worst of it is that
she often mingles truth with fiction.
But you must learn to challenge
the stories she feeds you.
You get to be the boss of your thoughts.
You can learn to question
whether or not
everything she tells you
is truth,
whole truth,
and nothing but the truth.
Since you have done the work
to deepen self-awareness
and self-compassion,
when she throws all your past failings
in your face you won’t crumble
because you already know you are imperfect…
AND you are beautiful
and resilient
and worthy
of building a
thoughtfully crafted life.
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
Forgive me, my friend,
If I ever ask about it,
The long-distance and parting,
Stress is eating at me every minute and second of the day, how do I cope with the horrible effect
Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is t
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
I'm happy when you look at me.
A smile is what you see,
But what would you get
I saw her during recess
And then again at lunch
I kinda liked to tease her
<One word can start a friendship,
One kiss a love affair,
One smile can bring you
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
Look at that deer
Man I am craving a beer
He has a nice rack
It is enough
