I applaud your efforts even when it's bent.
Maybe your intentions came with a couple of decisions.
Proud you did it, but couldn't make it.
You have learnt the benefits of losing your path.
Shh! Stop that, why blame God, you were your own god trailing on and on and oops! You fell!
Envelopes of thoughts being recorded as voice message in your head.
You massage your heart, just to hide the pain and the shame.
Shh! You know nothing lasts forever; let it explode and watch the vibes grow.
Now, the fear of being perceived a failure pounds in your head but, again shh! You got today moulding into a sculpture you call tomorrow.
You have hit the rock bottom of your life. Wow! I should do more to applauding you, a standing ovation wouldn't do it too.
You hit the rock bottom, now look closely, you just found gold not in hopes, closer and closer you have taken a dive into your pool of sweetness with rumbling tastes of sour bitterness on your tongue.
Maybe this is why you refuse to speak.
Oya! Dance with your eyes and laugh out with your heart. Truth is, you've not seen it all, the story, your tale still centres at the middle.
I can tell you that your epilogue shall inspire the first two pages to be written by another.
Okay! It's okay you still doubt, this shall concretely cement your faith.
'member you are still the who decides!
Flogged against the wall, you ether be elastic and bounce back a double or be stiffen and be broken tired and dead alive.
Shh! Time has no regrets, move on like it does with those riches and blessings of lessons in your pockets. Come on with a third plan, maybe that was the first plan anyways.
Shh! Even God cried with shame strolling down the work of His beauty.
Maybe I still don't understand shit but I know if it's not alright now, it's gonna be alright.
Respect your soul and let you grow.
Again, I applaud your effort. Try again!