
Time for discipline; a change
Instead of playing games I script the page
Singing a different tune’
Some people call it moves
But I am the stillness
I will create the sountrack to my own life
Devices construct the cord; as I move “still” toward
Forgiveness is distilled
As unchanged as the fact that only change is real
But Im compounding the elements as we speak
Dance to sing my song diversely n the weight of the world hurts my knees
What is anxiety?
It is the future I hold inside of me
Fuck all the varieties of anxiety supplying me with doubt
I can conquer anything with or without
Its just a stillness and the realness of now.
-Nina
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