Phew!! It's crazy ain't it?, Who am I expecting to answer this.....
Go on....you could call it being unserious, undetermined, unable to reach my goals, set my eyes on the gold that brightens up my future and nothing less, a quench for greatness....
But this soul has been glitched, downtrodden under the fist of self paranoia. Where every glimpse of greatness have been erased, not even an echo of all the encouragement that strives me on. From a distance I have a blurred vision, but coming closer with just a blink of an eye it has vanished like it was never there.......
Crazy ain't it?
Cuz everyone else sees it so clear as crystal
But I don't.....
I've been on a journey, of thousands miles in thousand ways treacherous. Could Sail through an ocean of possibilities but decided to buy a plane ticket.
Crazy ain't it?
Funny how my mind seems to paint a picture from a drop of unfiltered paint.
Funny how my visuals seems so clear but pictures a blurred version of reality....
Funny how I seem okay and the next moment I feel like a thousand tangled threads.... Unable to get straight.
So when I ask "crazy ain't it?"....... Don't worry it's not meant to be answered.
And one thing I really hope for is fuel to fire on
Burn down this jungle of self paranoia, tear off that page of limitations, and paint a clear picture from the most refined paint.
It's been "a journey"..... Literally.
And I might just tell you about it.
Hey! Just a drop of reassurance is all this soul needs….. Wanna hear about “the journey”?
pen power🖋️🖋️ 