Who am I? I am who ever I choose to be on my worst day. I am choice. I am freewill. I am love. I am strength. I am an agent of unity and solidarity. I am unique. I am self-reliant. I am failure. I am dependent. I am who ever I choose to be on my worst day. The clock strikes my waking hour and I arise from the wrong side of my matress. If I can still choose to greet with the glee of a "good morning", then I am pleasant. I am caught commiting that which is prohibited by the law and the consequences are grave. If I can accept responsibility for my actions and grow into he who knows not to play with fires that taught lessons in the past, then I am honorable. She broke my heart and left me in shambles, all for her selfish pursuits and self-gratification. If I can forgive her in my heart and love her in real life, then I am a loving person. The situation is out of control, works cannot remedy, and knowledge cannot resolve; I am frazzles by the volatility of life as we know it. If I can turn to that from whence cometh my help, then not only am I wise, but my foot shall not be moved and my heart shall not skip a beat because of the whimsical nature of life.
If you are what you say you are, a super start, then have no fear...
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