It’s funny how your feelings share with your enthusiasm. It’s like the absence of the rhythm of the poem when you wrote it completely out of nothing. I guess there’s really a need to coordinate everything in you to do something great in your life. That it’s just not the brain who passes the exam and it’s not the heart’s responsibility to know what’s good and bad – it’s everything in you that must start the work. For you are not you without the things that you are made up. You are not you without the things that make you, you. Hence, there’s a need to respect everything you have to move and function that constitutes you no matter of how least the one acts from the other. Little things, my friend, these are the most unexpected ones that can either make you or break you.

How many persons told you about taking care of yourself? And how many actually answered YES but doesn’t really know what aspect of yourself you should be taking care of? Health, spiritual, financial… there’s so many things to take care for yourself. But these are not YOU, these can keep you happy and rich but not the ones that would help you reach the happy life you dream. You need to understand the difference between you and for you. Try to keep the inner peace inside and build a model out of your own perceptions. Know yourself before knowing somebody else.

Maybe someday you can write a better poem that the lifeless trash you once wrote.