I'm chasing a good career,
I'm striving for promising work,
I'm desiring for an ideal life,
I'm dying for a perfect body,
I'm struggling to achieve luxury,
I'm working on building my brand,
I'd want to be loved so much
I've many things in life that
I might die achieving,
I want each one of them, but
I wouldn't be shattered without them,
I'd still make a living, as
In MY LIFE,
My emotions, my People, their feelings
Are the only things that matter the most,
In the end
I just want to get better as a person, daughter, sibling, and citizen.

The higher my emotion graph rises,
The deeper it falls, if not
I'll be having a possibility that it's going to fall,
Peace is in being a straight line, between nowhere...
Calmer and more satisfying
But it would be a phenomenal surprise,
If our emotions were nearly as controllable,
As a remote control toy.
Rather not so simple,
yet
I'll simply assume I'm a straight line.

If dreams carve my tale world,
Music adds essence to them...

There's nothing:oh- so very startling,
If one day we're told that
We live in illusions,
I understand worry is the most futile work,
Any human can perform,
In any sense of life,
So instead let me take a peek,
Of Your illusion, and gain some experience,
To bring out the nicest and most beautiful delicacy,
Out of my psyche fallacy.

"Hope"
Something incredible,
until
It's gone.

A mental note📒,
We
SURVIVE
to
"LIVE".
In the process of surviving,
I don't want to forget living.

My mind doesn't Shut Up!