Worry about this, worry about that. Often we force our selves to re-cap.

When it comes down to it worry does no good, but we’re angry, ‘what else could?’

So you escape it all into an unconscious state, induced from an alcoholic hate.

So you numb the pain by causing another, be it to yourself or some other.

So you bottle it up and burst weeks later, for in the ground you dug your heels.

Or you share it; spread it, because it helps to know they know how it feels.

It can only hurt you if you let it be. There’s a way out, why can’t you see?

Everyone has their hurts, your not alone. Your wellbeing is not something to postpone.

You trust in violence, you trust in love, you trust in the almighty above.

You trust in quick highs, you trust in wealth, but what about for once, believing in your self?

Don’t take your mistakes so seriously, you know you learnt from it, fate acts mysteriously.

Forgive yourself but never forget, from change and memory, growth’s beget.

Everything in life is a turning point; every decision wields a new joint,

To live fit among your treasure hunt of life, a maze without a map does cause strife.

Every tip you learn along the way, every treasure you greet throughout the day,

Leads to another clue, another thing you motivate to do.

Life is a game, all about sportsmanship as the trend. Winning is not the goal it’s about knowing by the end,

that you can look back and know that you had fun over all-else and that you shared that warmth with someone else.