In Time
Everything we are is soon forgotten when the dissatisfaction of what we are supposed to be and we’re not plague us.
Bewildered we fall into a zone drowning inside with sadness taking the beat in our hearts and our mind slowly drying up.
Our face many times hide the frustration we feel and the rhythm of hopelessness that tries to clouds our very judgement.
In time what we plan would assemble, when we least expect it. The reality of this must alway come to the light of our consciousness, irrespective of what the odds may be, we must come to the realization that we’re more than conquerors.
Everything we are is soon forgotten when the dissatisfaction of what we are supposed to be and we’re not plague us.
Bewildered we fall into a zone drowning inside with sadness taking the beat in our hearts and our mind slowly drying up.
Our face many times hide the frustration we feel and the rhythm of hopelessness that tries to clouds our very judgement.
In time what we plan would assemble, when we least expect it. The reality of this must alway come to the light of our consciousness, irrespective of what the odds may be, we must come to the realization that we’re more than conquerors.