When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold
When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood's run stale
I want to hide the truth
I want to shelter you
But with the beast inside
There's nowhere we can hide
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Curtain's call
Is the last of all
When the lights fade out
All the sinners crawl
So they dug your grave
And the masquerade Will come calling out
At the mess you made
Don't want to let you down
But I am hell bound
Though this is all for you
Don't want to hide the truth
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
They say it's what you make
I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go
Your eyes, they shine so bright
I want to save that light
I can't escape this now
Unless you show me how
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Imagine Dragons - Demons
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
n vrou wil dit hoor..
Praat sag, vermy harde woorde.
Bly lief want jy’t haar belowe.
Wees sterk want sy het jou nodig.
Wees vir haar lig, bly leer om te vergewe.
Bly glo daar’s goed in die lewe.
Bly hoop want sy verwag dit van jou.
Sy wil raak aan jou hart, sy wil vat aan jou siel.
Sy wil als met jou deel, sorg dat jy haar nie verniel.
Sy wil weet wat jou pla, wat’s jou heel diepste vrae.
Moenie stil bly want ‘n vrou wil dit hoor.
Sy wil sien hoe jy opstaan vir haar as jy moet.
Sy wil glo sy’s die vuur wat nog steeds in jou woed.
En dan hou jy haar vas, fluister sag in haar oor.
Maak net seker dat jy haar nooit verloor. Want ‘n vrou wil dit hoor…..
Sien raak waarna sy strewe. En as haar moed haar begewe.
Wees daar en se vir haar dat sy kan.
Wys haar die groter plan.
Se meer dit wat haar opbou.
Se meer dit waarvan sy hou.
Kyk mooi na haar want sy’s lief vir jou.
Elke hartklop, elke asem, ‘n Vrou wil dit hoor
. Elke hartklop, elke asem, ‘n Vrou wil dit hoor.
Sy wil raak aan jou hart. Sy wil vat aan jou siel.
Sy wil als met jou deel, sorg dat jy haar nie verniel.
Sy wil weet wat jou pla, wat’s jou heel diepste vrae.
Moenie stil bly want ‘n vrou wil dit hoor.
Sy wil sien hoe jy opstaan vir haar as jy moet.
Sy wil glo sy’s die vuur wat nog steeds in jou woed.
En dan hou jy haar vas, fluister sag in haar oor. Maak net seker dat jy haar nooit verloor.
Want ‘n vrou wil dit hoor.
Bobby Van Jaarsveld
Bly lief want jy’t haar belowe.
Wees sterk want sy het jou nodig.
Wees vir haar lig, bly leer om te vergewe.
Bly glo daar’s goed in die lewe.
Bly hoop want sy verwag dit van jou.
Sy wil raak aan jou hart, sy wil vat aan jou siel.
Sy wil als met jou deel, sorg dat jy haar nie verniel.
Sy wil weet wat jou pla, wat’s jou heel diepste vrae.
Moenie stil bly want ‘n vrou wil dit hoor.
Sy wil sien hoe jy opstaan vir haar as jy moet.
Sy wil glo sy’s die vuur wat nog steeds in jou woed.
En dan hou jy haar vas, fluister sag in haar oor.
Maak net seker dat jy haar nooit verloor. Want ‘n vrou wil dit hoor…..
Sien raak waarna sy strewe. En as haar moed haar begewe.
Wees daar en se vir haar dat sy kan.
Wys haar die groter plan.
Se meer dit wat haar opbou.
Se meer dit waarvan sy hou.
Kyk mooi na haar want sy’s lief vir jou.
Elke hartklop, elke asem, ‘n Vrou wil dit hoor
. Elke hartklop, elke asem, ‘n Vrou wil dit hoor.
Sy wil raak aan jou hart. Sy wil vat aan jou siel.
Sy wil als met jou deel, sorg dat jy haar nie verniel.
Sy wil weet wat jou pla, wat’s jou heel diepste vrae.
Moenie stil bly want ‘n vrou wil dit hoor.
Sy wil sien hoe jy opstaan vir haar as jy moet.
Sy wil glo sy’s die vuur wat nog steeds in jou woed.
En dan hou jy haar vas, fluister sag in haar oor. Maak net seker dat jy haar nooit verloor.
Want ‘n vrou wil dit hoor.
Bobby Van Jaarsveld
Monday, April 22, 2013
optimistic about it..
i am the last one to stand on a chair and shout "for fuck sakes just be optimistic, the glass is half full , not empty"..but alas if i was such a strong person i would not have thrown plates , hairdryers or cussed myself out in the mirror.
but just one day out of my life (a rare day, which can be seen distinct with the dodo) i have a halo around anything and everything.
i choose to stand up and smile.
i choose to not feel inadequate at my job.
i choose to feel skinny.
i choose to feel like me..just for a day. i choose to be an optimist about situations.
it can be a song that triggers it, or my state of mind kicking me in the gut telling me i am perfect the way i am, and to not shy away from the bullshit life hands you. you can choose to handle situations differently everyday, you get to make that choice.
one day you may hate someones guts, the next day you choose to see the strong points of that persons personality.
don't let YOU get you down. i have learned to sometimes shut the voices out in my head, even for a moment, just to breath and collect. and then we can go on bickering over little nothingness's.
i chose today to be optimistic.
i chose to feel like i have the world at my feet, that i can flip you off and get away with it, to ignore office politics, who shared a bed with who and what your small mind dishes up about me daily.
i chose to sing out loud to the radio with my windows rolled down. ...
" I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills,Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your poses the dust settled around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love ,Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes,Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,Does it almost feel like You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love ,Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?"
Bastille- pompeii
but just one day out of my life (a rare day, which can be seen distinct with the dodo) i have a halo around anything and everything.
i choose to stand up and smile.
i choose to not feel inadequate at my job.
i choose to feel skinny.
i choose to feel like me..just for a day. i choose to be an optimist about situations.
it can be a song that triggers it, or my state of mind kicking me in the gut telling me i am perfect the way i am, and to not shy away from the bullshit life hands you. you can choose to handle situations differently everyday, you get to make that choice.
one day you may hate someones guts, the next day you choose to see the strong points of that persons personality.
don't let YOU get you down. i have learned to sometimes shut the voices out in my head, even for a moment, just to breath and collect. and then we can go on bickering over little nothingness's.
i chose today to be optimistic.
i chose to feel like i have the world at my feet, that i can flip you off and get away with it, to ignore office politics, who shared a bed with who and what your small mind dishes up about me daily.
i chose to sing out loud to the radio with my windows rolled down. ...
" I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills,Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your poses the dust settled around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love ,Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes,Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,Does it almost feel like You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love ,Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feel like You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?"
Bastille- pompeii
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
i am titanium
you are so use to just going through the motions, today i took a step back and listened..
You shout it out
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud, not saying much
I'm criticized
But all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down
But I get up
I'm bulletproof,
nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
Shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
Cut me down
But it's you who'll have further to fall
Ghost town and haunted love
Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
I'm talking loud, not saying much
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium
I am titanium
Stone-hard, machine gun Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard, those bulletproof glass
You shoot me down,
but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down, but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down,
but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down,
but I won't fall I am titanium
I am titanium
david guetta ft sia. titanium lyrics
You shout it out
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud, not saying much
I'm criticized
But all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down
But I get up
I'm bulletproof,
nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
Shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
Cut me down
But it's you who'll have further to fall
Ghost town and haunted love
Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
I'm talking loud, not saying much
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium
I am titanium
Stone-hard, machine gun Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard, those bulletproof glass
You shoot me down,
but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down, but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down,
but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down,
but I won't fall I am titanium
I am titanium
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
part of growing up to do..
There comes a time in one's
life where you have to make a grown up decision.
By grown up, it
means it will not be easy and it will not ensure comfort or gratification by
doing so.
But it is
the grown up thing to do? what bullocks. Please can
someone explain to me what the term "grown up "actually
entitles?
Does it give you
the right to leave a new wife home alone up until early morning hours?
Does it entitle
you binge drinking like a teenager?
Does it entitle
you to own a car, a cell phone and treat everything else like an object that
you own including people?
Does it entitle
you to hurt, break down and make people feel like they are made of glass?
Does it entitle
you to expect and want?
To break promises
you made before God and yourself?
Does it entitle you to never apologize for anything, ever?
Standing with your open hands and never thanking the people coming
back regardless of what has been said or done?
Watching someone crashing from the high you created?
Does it give you the right to break someone’s heart? How cruel is
kindness?
Desiring everyone’s attention, but denying affection?
“Tell me where was my fault in
loving you with my whole heart ?”
Crush a student in front of a class, because YOU MADAM, YOU
SIR. YOU ARE THE GROWN UP...
I’m sure you are
getting my idea? Before you coin the term "I
am a grown up" in your all
holy state of mind. Maybe you should look at the devastation around you.
Take in the moment you became a stranger.
You, who
call yourself a friend, a lover, a husband, father, mother, sister, teacher,
mentor...
If I knew at 10
years old, what I know today, I would want to stay a child forever. Climbing trees.
Seeing the bright side to everything. Just staying on that cloud 9 as long as
possible.
But if “grown
up” is this. Then I would gladly rather go and sit in the kiddies corner and be
able to look at myself in the mirror in the mornings, and still be proud of who
I am, My heart and what I am made off...
Monday, February 4, 2013
the moment you said it.
Sometimes there are some things that stick to your heart like a Velcro vested little bird, and no matter how hard you try to tear it loose, it opens the scab it's covering everytime.
"The moment you said it
The moment you opened your mouth
Lead in your eyelids
Bulldozed the life out of me..
I know what you're thinking
But darling you're not thinking straight
Suddenly things just happen we can't explain..
It's not even light out
But you've somewhere to be
No hesitation
No I’ve never seen you like this
And I don't like it
I don't like it
I don't like it at all
Just put back the car keys
Or somebody's gonna get hurt
Who are you calling at this hour?
Sit down, come round, I need you now
We'll work it all out together
But we're getting nowhere tonight
Now sleep, I promise it'll all seem better
Somehow in time
With no hesitation.."
imogen heap- the moment i said it.
lyrics altered by Natisha Lieka van zyl.
"The moment you said it
The moment you opened your mouth
Lead in your eyelids
Bulldozed the life out of me..
I know what you're thinking
But darling you're not thinking straight
Suddenly things just happen we can't explain..
It's not even light out
But you've somewhere to be
No hesitation
No I’ve never seen you like this
And I don't like it
I don't like it
I don't like it at all
Just put back the car keys
Or somebody's gonna get hurt
Who are you calling at this hour?
Sit down, come round, I need you now
We'll work it all out together
But we're getting nowhere tonight
Now sleep, I promise it'll all seem better
Somehow in time
With no hesitation.."
imogen heap- the moment i said it.
lyrics altered by Natisha Lieka van zyl.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Monty. Gogga. Oupa. remember.
It is with a very heavy heart that i am writing today.. to loose someone close to you is unbearable to loose your best friend, confidant and pet is unimaginable..
i got to know Monty over the past year..
he taught me how to trust again after a few very hard falls. he taught me it's okay to ride without a bridle and a saddle. he wasn't only a horse, he was a character which provided me endless happiness when i rode him.
he's cheeky kick when he wanted me to ditch the crop and the way he got pissed off if you paid more attention to your phone that to him. oupa ek sit met n seer in my hart. i can just imagine how your mom must feel today. she was so proud of you, and the horse that you were.
everyone knew the steady gentleman of the stables.i believed in true love the moment i saw you and your master together such peace and understanding between two , you never accepted limits nor defeat..you were brave and outstanding.
you had a wisdom that shouted from your soft eyes that i had the privileged to experience, and if you ever do in your life, it will only be once. your love was define.
I will remember your big brown eyes when i took your face in my hands yesterday and told you , you ain't going nowhere". you knew better , as you always do, and now you are free.
to accept what's to come you finally have to say goodbye, and in your special way you said goodbye to all of us.
you have left us a little bit of your magic, and it will always be all around us. thank you oupa, gogga, monty for what you have taught me not just in my riding but in the believe you had in me, the escape you provided and the trust.
see you later Gogga.
dedicated to Sasha Habib , who has lost a piece of her heart.
provide by kim Williams Meaker :
"I will lend to you for a while, a horse, God said.
For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he is dead.
Maybe for 20 or 30 years, or maybe two or three.
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He will bring his charms and gladden you and should his stay be brief,
You’ll always have his memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise that he’ll stay, since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught below, I want this horse to learn.
I’ve looked the whole world over, in search of teachers true.
And from the folk that crowd life’s land, I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor’s vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take my horse home again?
I fancied that I heard them say “Dear, Lord, Thy Will Be Done’
For all the joys this horse brings, the risk of grief we’ll run.
We’ll shelter him with tenderness, we’ll love him while we may.
And for the happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay.
But should you call him back much sooner than we planned.
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.
If, by our love we’ve managed your wishes to achieve,
Then in memory of him whom we loved, please help us while we grieve.
When our cherished horse departs this world of strife.
Please send us yet another needing soul, for us to love throughout his life. (Author unknown)""
i got to know Monty over the past year..
he taught me how to trust again after a few very hard falls. he taught me it's okay to ride without a bridle and a saddle. he wasn't only a horse, he was a character which provided me endless happiness when i rode him.
he's cheeky kick when he wanted me to ditch the crop and the way he got pissed off if you paid more attention to your phone that to him. oupa ek sit met n seer in my hart. i can just imagine how your mom must feel today. she was so proud of you, and the horse that you were.
everyone knew the steady gentleman of the stables.i believed in true love the moment i saw you and your master together such peace and understanding between two , you never accepted limits nor defeat..you were brave and outstanding.
you had a wisdom that shouted from your soft eyes that i had the privileged to experience, and if you ever do in your life, it will only be once. your love was define.
I will remember your big brown eyes when i took your face in my hands yesterday and told you , you ain't going nowhere". you knew better , as you always do, and now you are free.
to accept what's to come you finally have to say goodbye, and in your special way you said goodbye to all of us.
you have left us a little bit of your magic, and it will always be all around us. thank you oupa, gogga, monty for what you have taught me not just in my riding but in the believe you had in me, the escape you provided and the trust.
see you later Gogga.
dedicated to Sasha Habib , who has lost a piece of her heart.
provide by kim Williams Meaker :
"I will lend to you for a while, a horse, God said.
For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he is dead.
Maybe for 20 or 30 years, or maybe two or three.
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He will bring his charms and gladden you and should his stay be brief,
You’ll always have his memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise that he’ll stay, since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught below, I want this horse to learn.
I’ve looked the whole world over, in search of teachers true.
And from the folk that crowd life’s land, I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor’s vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take my horse home again?
I fancied that I heard them say “Dear, Lord, Thy Will Be Done’
For all the joys this horse brings, the risk of grief we’ll run.
We’ll shelter him with tenderness, we’ll love him while we may.
And for the happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay.
But should you call him back much sooner than we planned.
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.
If, by our love we’ve managed your wishes to achieve,
Then in memory of him whom we loved, please help us while we grieve.
When our cherished horse departs this world of strife.
Please send us yet another needing soul, for us to love throughout his life. (Author unknown)""
Thursday, January 3, 2013
you'll remember me.
"Fields Of Gold"
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
precious illusions..
"Precious Illusions"
Alanis Morisette
Alanis Morisette
"You'll rescue me right?
In the exact same way they never did..
I'll be happy right?
When your healing powers kick in
You'll complete me right?
Then my life can finally begin
I'll be worthy right?
Only when you realize the gem I am?
But this won't work now the way it once did
And I won't keep it up even though I would love to
Once I know who I'm not then I'll know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim
These precious illusions in my head did not let me down
When I was defenseless
And parting with them is like parting with invisible best friends
This ring will help me yet as will you knight in shining armor
This pill will help me yet as will these boys gone through like water
But this won't work as well as the way it once did
Cuz I want to decide between survival and bliss
And though I know who I'm not I still don't know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim
These precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was a kid
And parting with them is like parting with a childhood best friend
I've spent so long firmly looking outside me
I've spent so much time living in survival mode
This won't work now the way it once did
Cuz I want to deside between survival and bliss
Now I know who I'm not
I don't I still don't know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim
These precious illusions in my head did not let me down
When I was defenseless
And parting with them is like parting with invisible best friends
These precious illusions in my head did not let me down
When I was a kid
And parting with them is like parting with childhood best friends"
In the exact same way they never did..
I'll be happy right?
When your healing powers kick in
You'll complete me right?
Then my life can finally begin
I'll be worthy right?
Only when you realize the gem I am?
But this won't work now the way it once did
And I won't keep it up even though I would love to
Once I know who I'm not then I'll know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim
These precious illusions in my head did not let me down
When I was defenseless
And parting with them is like parting with invisible best friends
This ring will help me yet as will you knight in shining armor
This pill will help me yet as will these boys gone through like water
But this won't work as well as the way it once did
Cuz I want to decide between survival and bliss
And though I know who I'm not I still don't know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim
These precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was a kid
And parting with them is like parting with a childhood best friend
I've spent so long firmly looking outside me
I've spent so much time living in survival mode
This won't work now the way it once did
Cuz I want to deside between survival and bliss
Now I know who I'm not
I don't I still don't know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim
These precious illusions in my head did not let me down
When I was defenseless
And parting with them is like parting with invisible best friends
These precious illusions in my head did not let me down
When I was a kid
And parting with them is like parting with childhood best friends"
believe in YOU.
so it is that time of life again. Where you sit back (panic attack in full
swing) and wonder what you have done with your life thus far? Swaar kry het sy
prys. But before you vow to quit smoking, drink less or change who you are...
You wonder about the mistakes and if you are the person your parents would actually REALLY be proud of?
Your biggest achievement might be getting off your medication that kept you up straight for the last decade.
You might have gotten married, divorced, dimented.
Lost weight, gained weight, never falling far from away.
Bought a house, lost millions, gained a personality.
Broke free...from your childhood mess that always kept on coming back for more.
Left behind what you should have in a previous life and started wearing check shirts, glasses and underwear.
took your love somewhere else.
How can one day affect you as a whole? Affect how you see yourself? Your life? Your beingness (that word is from the natisha dictionary)
I say bullshit.
This New Year depression ends now. You have to just be.
Start with getting rid of the inner conflict and love yourself.
Some things are going to change around here in my head this year...
"You desired my attention, but denied my affection".
Get up, not even your own shadow stays with you in dark times.
change what you must and be good to yourself, you are going to be stuck with YOU for a while, so you better start loving it baby, scars and all.
And yes, I’m not saying this year is going to be easy, sunshine, ice cream and vino. It’s going to be hard as fuck.
But give yourself a chance; believe in you, no one is going to do it FOR YOU.
I promise you, that somewhere you are doing something right.
You wonder about the mistakes and if you are the person your parents would actually REALLY be proud of?
Your biggest achievement might be getting off your medication that kept you up straight for the last decade.
You might have gotten married, divorced, dimented.
Lost weight, gained weight, never falling far from away.
Bought a house, lost millions, gained a personality.
Broke free...from your childhood mess that always kept on coming back for more.
Left behind what you should have in a previous life and started wearing check shirts, glasses and underwear.
took your love somewhere else.
How can one day affect you as a whole? Affect how you see yourself? Your life? Your beingness (that word is from the natisha dictionary)
I say bullshit.
This New Year depression ends now. You have to just be.
Start with getting rid of the inner conflict and love yourself.
Some things are going to change around here in my head this year...
"You desired my attention, but denied my affection".
Get up, not even your own shadow stays with you in dark times.
change what you must and be good to yourself, you are going to be stuck with YOU for a while, so you better start loving it baby, scars and all.
And yes, I’m not saying this year is going to be easy, sunshine, ice cream and vino. It’s going to be hard as fuck.
But give yourself a chance; believe in you, no one is going to do it FOR YOU.
I promise you, that somewhere you are doing something right.
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