How can you live life,
If you don't live it for yourself?
Only you can do that,
The words that many come to mind.
But yet you never speak,
Its nothing more than a blank page,
Staring back at you,
Only you control what is said,
Felt,
Unknown,
You can say,
Its unwritten,
Unspoken,
Unheard.
beautiful and true. We are our worse enemies and are the only ones that hold ourselves back. Its a contest battle within us.