life isn't a series of boxes to tick;
who has the biggest house?
the fattest payslip?
life isn't a competition;
there are no winners, no losers
we are just here to be
why is it never enough?
why do we run from simplicity?
Why can't we stop and b e ?
Life isn't this, is it?
Life is but an adventure
Sitting on a worn-out sofa
forming new indents as we talk slow
and long at 3am.
Break the shackles that hold us down
That keep us grounded when we were born to fly.
Life isn't this; Life is this:
Life is our own making, our own choosing.
Life is meaningful all on its own.
Why do we try so hard to make it ours?
Let it go.
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