You immerse yourself with others hoping to look for happiness but you only feel emptiness. Everyone thanks you for your advice yet you can never take your own. Close ones are embarking on a journey of freedom while you give permission for others to dictate your life. You lie to yourself when you say you love everyone because you are in debt of all your lies. Why is this even a life worth living? Your story has been written so far that an author cannot be determined. The words have lost originality because of the many editors who changed them. Your at peace with your mind or at war with your soul. Choose to be free.
You Come Before Anyone Else