They say you’ll know when you find what you love. They say doing it will make you feel at peace with yourself. They say you’ll smell like flowers when you find it. They say you’ll be in your own world oblivious to everyone. Do I feel that way about writing? I like to write, no doubt. But it doesn’t feel like flowers when I’m done. It feels like flowers when people appreciate my writing. Most times, my write ups feel basic, very basic. But when I post it, the accolades troop in. I hope you’re not celebrating mediocrity.
Today, I write for the tired
The ones who feel stressed
The ones who are overcome by the blues
The dark clouds are back
The bland feeling
Do you ever have that one activity that makes you so happy.
That one single action that sets everything right.
Ever wake up feeling blue
The stressed effort to be productive.
After that, then what.
Hello everyone, so I made a summarized story lyrics out of one of my favorite albums at the moment.
Know it all by Alessia Cara
The main reason I love this album is because it’s so relatable. We all want to be among the cool kids and hang around the in crowd. Be a part of the trends. Before I turn this into a sermon, the lyrics everyone: