Day by day
is so easily said
But is it so easily lived?
Marked by failure, heartache, loss, and the overwhelming pressure to be somebody
But,
How is that defined?
Better question: who defines it?
Because if being "somebody" is defined by the world then good luck trying to find it.
The world spits out quick fixes, new trends, and fads
Buy into it only to be spit back out when the "new" has become a "has...been"
Been there, done that
You can't win
If you're trying to fit in
Because we are not called to blend in,
Camouflaged in deception,
No.
We are called to stand out,
To be unashamedly who we are in a world of doubt.
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