Letras
There are few days and none I go without reliving the mistakes that I have made
Throughout my short time on this earth
The vices and guilty pleasures I've let obtain a tight grip on my soul
The lost years I stood hiding behind ignorance like a scared child
The eras in which no mirror held a reflection that appeared familiar, let alone well-acquainted
Although these damning thoughts may plague my memory and spark a flame of combustible
Crippling guilt, I learned a multitude of lessons throughout the trials of this life
I've come to realize that blessings are so much more abundant
When you're not aware of their presence
Often distracted by the temporary, tangible, unsustainable things,
Stranded and sunken in a sea of instant gratification,
Searching for artificial, meaningless, worldly validation
Blinded by the opinions of those without investments in my satisfaction or goals
I've come to see that the best utilization of time itself is dreaming, but with the eyes open
Aware of what goes on around you
By feeling every minuscule bit of this world while also feeling nothing at all
By happiness in oneself established as a product of the infection of the contagious happiness of others
A life led with love and empathy steering the vessel
At the end of the day, a good life to live