Be original

I'm here to change the norm, to not conform. Confined in what's been done before, I want to open the lost locked doors so I can see the beauty I believe we once saw.
 Whereas now we dwell on the sunken oars, lost at sea with no sight of shores. We cup our hands, paddle with hope of reward to what seems to be a time of lost cause. We trap our minds into a state of panic not realizing its flaws. There's only a small space to fill with thoughts. Use that space wisely and you will adore, your happy place that will embrace you and soar. Each breath draws us closer to what we live our lives for, use your breath to perfect your roar. Fill yourself with light and your heart will pour, the love that resides within your core. The past is a memory, the moment is the cure the future is unwritten, how will you write yours?