Poem -
A New Breed
It is wise to know
when losing is winning
When we are
doomed but happy
We are perceived as
"losers" by definition.
We know we are
not where we would
define success.
Happiness
is in the eyes of old souls.
and deep water.
I gave up trying to
compete with myself.
I always lost.
Until I saw the truth.
Flashing like a siren.
Look deep into
the meaning of performance.
and
stop measuring.
. just be.
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Comments
How can we expect others to love us if we can't even conjure up enough courage to love ourselves?
Strength comes from within and it matters very little what anyone thinks of us. As long as we are happy with who we are then that's all that truly matters.
Success is in the eye of the beholder.
Well penned, Leone Isarca.
♠♦•~Dean Kuch~•♦♠