These are my thoughts. They are for me. For the me now, and the me to be.
I don't always make sense, and I like living that way.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Malnourished Heart

But what happens if you stop watching the pot and don't want the boiled water anymore?
Do I need courage?
Or do I need strength?
Maybe I need both, afterall they do go hand-in-hand.

I need to smile.
I need to breathe.
I need to listen.
I need to realize.
I need to be real.
I need to be realistic.
and
stop
making
excuses.
Then, every little thing will be alright.
Penny for my thoughts? My thoughts are worth more than your rusty old penny.

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