The world is a void, the darkness all the miseries
You give, you get and you get what you give.
Build your walls, draw your lines,
But break the one. That one that stops you.

The thorn that pricks you from touching your soul.
The storm that scares you from riding the waves of life.
The heart that pumps hate in your blood,
Trapping your delicate words, choking you up.

The wall you built, you break it down
Start to love, and start to own
Be your own wrecking ball,
Easier said, but you won't fall.

Start to love your self. Start to own your self.
Be your wrecking ball, and break the wall for good.
- #Gayathry

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