It's So Interesting...

The time is close and I'm lost, looking for the right words to choose, if I snooze only I'll lose in the end. I've listened closely to each vibe, since I'm a vibe guy, a conductor of sorts but over the course of the last few days I've been out of sorts

This isn't some random poem about falling leaves or chirping birds in trees, alas I'm attempting to find the rhythm which allows the wheels on this life of mine to spin

Earlier today, I learned about a new technique for running, one which saves the calves and doesn't put too much strain on your body. The problem is, I no longer have a desire to run

For far too long, I ran and rarely fell but when I did, I found a way to rise. If we can fast forward to right now, I'm anticipating losing my balance not purposely but simply due to life. How will I rise

I imagine most people dislike repeating themselves, yet I'm stuck wondering if this is a me issue or a bigger issue. My insecurities are limited but real, and they stem around only a handful of factors

It's so interesting how one can attempt to be perfect yet in the end fail. Yes, I understand, no one is perfect. This realization is difficult because it means that at some point, I'll let someone down or they'll let me down

The statement, "Don't break my heart" is one which I've used because the last thing I want broken is the very thing which is the key to my survival. Who do we hand our keys to in life?

We say, "I love you" hoping that the receiver truly receives and is able to reciprocate said love. There was a time I asked the question, "What is love..." The answer to the question turned into one of the favorite songs which I've ever written:

Love - It's the beauty of rain falling from above

It's the gentle sound of thunder everytime we touch

Perhaps I'm sappy, perhaps I'm real, the jury is still out in my mind who I am or who I need to be. In this very moment, I'm reflective and I'm reflecting on words and feelings; there are times the both do not add up to form a whole

It's interesting how my brain works, I've been blessed with a gift for people but I look in the mirror and can't seem to find my reflection. No, no, no... I'm not standing before the camera flexing my four pack or tryin' to be a thirst trap for anyone looking to drink; to be fair, I only have a three pack and I've never tried to slide into DMs with hopes of starting a conversation

We live in a world where relationships come and go quietly, where the input doesn't match the fruit seldom produced. I come before you humbly, with time and a beating heart, no promise of monetary wealth but instead daily sustenance and an attempt at being perfect. I know, I know, I'll fail but the beauty is I'll get up and dust myself off

Never leave the house hungry...

It's so interesting that we've come to this part of the show, someone key in Sign Of The Times by Harry Styles