What shape of a man do you want,
To be when you wish you weren’t?
A lesson you can embody within,
Lived rather than learnt.
If you hate what stares through,
From the mirror unblinkingly vacant,
Try to see your with new eyes;
Truthful, compassionate, blatant.
The life you never had but desire,
Are choices you never made,
Like how the mightiest oaks were seeds,
That had the strength to grow out of the shade.
You are a stranger’s indecision,
Created from what they could have been.
You are a life they never knew,
Words unsaid, acts undone, sights unseen.
It’s always there waiting,
A chance to decide and start anew;
Stop and by anyone else,
All it takes is the choice to be you.
So make that choice to change,
To stop, reflect, and be who you need.
It doesn’t take muscle nor wit nor money,
But the bravery of one single deed.
About the Creator
Conor Matthews
Writer. Opinions are my own. https://ko-fi.com/conormatthews
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