16 February 2013
We all must go through self doubt, for growth it is essential, Irony is, that's when you're on the cusp, of realising your potential.
I beg of you no matter what you do, you choose to do your best. I hope my words are enough to know, that you have been blessed,
I see your future in my past, I know your plans will differ. I see the stress that's yet to come, Don't let ambition whither.
I remember the hurt that I saw, in my mother's eyes. The day my path diverged, and I stopped living lies.
It wasn't until I first heard you cry, that I finally understood. A parent's desire for their offspring, to succeed in adulthood.
I also have been where you will stand, not knowing where to turn. I'll be there when you want my hand, mistakes will help you learn.
Your Path Not Mine • Opuss № I