write your own script.

you learn to accept the things you can’t change.

hopefully sooner, rather than later, you’ll realize the only variable you can control is yourself.

: your reaction, where and with whom you place your energy, the waves you decide to ride, the fires you decide to light.

you evolve. a by-product of your environment. lots of conditioning. maybe some conditions. progress over perfection.

that’s fine.

my soul was never for sale. so i wrote the story my damn self.

i write here.

your rules don’t apply here.

you don’t have editing rights here.

you don’t get to control the narrative.

not around here.

write your own script.

you don’t deserve any credit here.

Love is a loosing game


look for me when you look me in the eyes.

am i still me ?

i think i’m loosing myself.

i think i’m loosing myself.

i’m a fragment of the girl i used to be.

that girl you once knew.

i don’t recognize this version of myself.

and i hope you never meet her.

i loose myself between the lines.

i find myself amongst the words.

why do i repeat these cycle?

is this what love does to you ?

or is it merely the illusion of love that does this to us ?

look for me when you look me in the eyes.

bring me back to myself.

i’m loosing myself.

and i’m loosing you too.