The Truth

Dragging oneself ahead, only because dragging backwards would be difficult and funny, doesn’t complete you.

Following an invisible lazy path in a directionless haste, refusing to change also won’t complete you.

With a quintal of clarity in mind and a certain blind belief when you finally try to pull the rusty chains of action they break. However mild, an action will lead to a reaction and so the wheel will turn.

Kill the illusion of faraway future that you nurture daily, tear that plastic hexagonal dream, burn that paper palace lying crumpled in a drawer and stand up to face the truth that you were born with. It’s nothing but you. You’re the truth.