You say you want illumination But you stay sitting in the dark Letting others take your light While you endure their bark. You say you want recognition But you live for approval Walking the line they've drawn Blind to the benefit of its removal. You say you want power But your foundation is weak Face in the dirt with every stumble Your roar is just a squeak. This isn't an attack It's a place to begin Your realized desires Live deep within. Stand yourself up Leave the black mirror behind Forge your own path And don't follow the blind.
"this isnt an attack/it's a place to begin"... yeah, I love that. One thing I am noticing about all our responses is that our muses are less than gentle... but for a reason. They provoke and nudge, even sometimes insult, but to a purpose...
"this isnt an attack/it's a place to begin"... yeah, I love that. One thing I am noticing about all our responses is that our muses are less than gentle... but for a reason. They provoke and nudge, even sometimes insult, but to a purpose...
I wonder what that says about us as people 😅
I think mine definitely holds my hand sometimes, but sometimes he pushes me forward with a strong nudge 😂😂
Well, Mina, I like to think it says that I am self-aware and reflective? 😂
I like that better 😂😂
I love this....
Thank you! I was in a trance 😂
I ready it like a stand against mediocrity, loved this.