I’m a strong person.
I’m still alive and breathing,
that pretty much says it all.
But there must be something beyond this.
I bite down my excuses
and paint over my flaws
.
I speak the words that
threaten to drown me.
My hand will scribble
them on paper
or click these keys
and that’s the real release.
I stare into every shadow I can find,
I even seek them out,
because I want to raise
the whole damn thought
process
and start again.
Yet, we don’t have the luxury
of a blank canvas mind
.
There's no such thing
as a clean slate.
So we do what we can.
We rebuild,
reprogram,
and paint over our imperfections.
A mind can be reprogrammed,
I've already changed so much of the code.
Change the thought process,
and rebuild your mind....
