I finally made my bed. I finally put my clothes away. I finally said the things I didn’t have the urge to say. I finally listened to wisdom. I finally prayed for love. I finally paid attention to the word from up above. I finally got the job. I finally, got to work. I finally showed people my way and I made it work. I finally remembered the good times. I finally wrote it down. I finally felt the need to show people the importance of my sound. I finally showed the people the power that’s in my words. I finally showed the people that pain isn’t always the thing that’s going to hurt. I finally played my part. I finally took a chance. I finally stopped feeling bitterness based on the other possessions of them. I finally loved myself, way more than I did, back then when I let the reflections of others decide what is going on within. Finally, not second guessing, because I already guessed it again before I put my mind to it, I started to go within.
