I didn't know where it leads me. But it assist me to trust my own soul, Which won't speak up without his will. But he tries to make me do by my own self, Thinking for the sun to arise the next morning. It showers me with the works to undergo, That won't repeat the very next rising. Fulfilling all his demanding with ease, Thinking of gaining some extra efforts. To pull up the work to accomplish that what remains, Grinding every hurdles that tries to overpower me. For not being me it claims me, But I simply forward it's voice. To the rest of my embodiment, That he proclaims to the outer world. For not being me it usually point me, But I prefer not being convinced. And have believe in myself, But my temperament usually tries not to escape from it. That is how it works for me, That is how it works for me. Still awake? Collab and complete this night musing. #latenightquotes #wheniwalkhome #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #nights#home#grinding#hurdles
