my blessing and optimism

 I know, I've said some shit,

 I'm sorry but don't worry about fixing me, am not broken

in the frenzy of life, I forget to take a step back and reflect on how blessed and privileged I am 

my attitude of gratitude

my blessing and optimism;

if I am not for myself who will I be, then again if I'm for myself who I am?

I couldn't help it but to think about it; are we really okay, or we don't care?

Question I ask myself, am I part of the solution or part of the problem

I wish tears could roll out from eyes because my heart is bleeding 

I just want to die empty when the time comes knowing I fulfil destiny

  thank you

love