My turn to write.

Sometimes it's like I can't even stop it. I need to write it down.
Last night I was working on a business report, and then this happened.

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I guess life is a bit like walking the wire

What makes you fall?

Can you keep the balance?

Can you focus?

Looking back doesn’t help

What’s your next step going to be?

Who catches you if you fall?
Or better, 'when' you fall

The world would be made of a million wires

All criss-crossing one another

Some closer, some further

Some for seconds, some for years

Sometimes we even hold hands not to fall

Balancing each other out

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My turn to write.

In the end
we're just a bunch of people
trying to be understood,
when instead
we should try
to understand each other.

Up to you

My turn to write.

So if I see a shooting star, can I make a wish?
Sure you can. You can wish for whatever you want, but in the end it's up to you to turn that wish into reality.

Your way

My turn to write.

I've always heard people saying when things don't go right you go left.
It's a "saying", something "cool" you stick on your bedroom wall. Well if choices and life would be just matters of directions most problems wouldn't even exist.
Truth is, there is no right or left, as there's no black or white. It's all fucking grey my dears, so make decisions, take chances, take risks, fall down and come back up.

Sparkles

My turn to write.

We live of expectations
Of what is going to be
And when it finally is
Sometimes we lose ourselves
We lose that moment
We were waiting for.
It's hard
To catch the sparkle.