I woke up, of course a beautiful morning to behold,
But what exactly am I going to hold,
Is it the air I breathe
The cloud I see
Or the things I feel...
I am me
But how many people can I count on to lean on me
But I ought to do better,
Not for me but for who I plan to become.
I cannot be more skeptical about the decisions I make daily,it all comes easy but it makes my mind wairy,and the thought of being responsible for others do not make it easy, but am hopeful, I stive to make things better and hope the decisions I take are for good and not evil.
I live in a city where expectations are hardly met, emotions hardly felt and cloths sizing below the belt,but who am I to complain, I have a good health and the air I breathe is free. I am better and hopefully do more than just that. This are my inner thoughts, pray I don't get judged by it.
