When we are finished changing, we are finished!

Running from it,
Makes it harder
Embracing change,
Would be smarter
Change is the herald,
Of opportunity…

You should believe in change
It’s the only way you will ever,
Have a chance to gain
I believe in change,
I don’t want the world around me,
To always be this way
I want to make a difference,
So I tell you this,
I believe in change.

 To always be this way
I want to make a difference,
So I tell you this,
I believe in change.

I’ll admit, not all change is good,
But don’t you think that we should,
Give it a chance?

There is something in the wake of your smile !

Listen, you..

Take a few deep breaths. Try hearing the pitter-patter of your heart beating in and feel your pulse racing. Let this silence of the world creep in you; see the anxiety take over you. Close your eyes and look at the black, keep looking look at the black until you see something worth holding onto inside of yourself. But, wait until breathing doesn't feel like a losing game and then open your eyes.

And listen !
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Look, you..

You are so beautiful, who reminds me of a lullaby in winter, sung like a secret not meant for anyone to know; but it's a shame, because you're one of the most pleasant songs!
Maybe you're fireworks that sparkle and light up the February sky - but unlike fireworks, you'll keep glowing just, forever. Or maybe you’re just you, and that’s more than enough! I know magic, exists.

And you're a proof !
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Believe me, you..

I'd give you a rainbow if it erased the gray days; I'd give you a mirror if it made you see how much you deserved. I'd drain the oceans if it would erase your fear, and I'd pack hope and paint smiley faces on the trees if it'd make you smile. I'd send you a nightlight if it would do away with all the monsters and nightmares. I'd free fall with you just to be with you till the end. And at the end of the fall, we could lay on the ground and wish just to be wishing, hope just to be hoping, and at the end of it all, I'd offer you my hand to help you up.

And believe me you, believe you will !
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I believe you..

At times, I think of myself as an empty house, standing alone and hiding behind lies no one bothers to look past. locked windows and doors are meant to keep the world away, but hey! if I only had one key You’d have it.

And yes, you are my faith !

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