You’re not yourself when you’re on pride but closer to that thing inside. What makes you beat, makes you tick, what makes you hate should make you move and what you move for should be for what you love. No, you’re not by yourself when you’re alone. It’s alright to come and die, and it’s okay to cry! It just shows your spirit isn’t dead; it just shows you’re alive. Whatever it is that wets our eyes and makes them rain, move to that cause. (The truth probably won’t be for tailored to me.) It’s alright to come and die.
It’s worth a shot to try then fall and fail and stand up, step and fall again! All good journeys have an end, but you’ll never get there if you don’t breathe and begin! Running makes us potential victors and an empty grave means it’s won! Losing is not for those who haven’t lived, losing is a temporary home for everyone. So I’ll keep on singing songs, praying that love’ll ignite the flame in our chests. It’s worth a shot to try then fall and try, try again. It’s okay to live!
There’s movement in the air, energy shocking your bones, breaking then rejoicing all over again. Breathe in, feel the grace that makes our lungs inflate. Grasp now; take it by the part closest. May your insides indulge in health, and your mind in adventurous security. We are not all right now perfect, but we’re all now ready. Take heart, hold steady. It’s okay to die!