One day you'll see, and it will be clear,
Happiness wasn't found in your relationship or career.
Nor in walking paths that others drew,
But in being AUTHENTICALLY YOU.
It's always about discovery, and hope that springs,
Listen to your heart, whatever it sings,
Be kind to yourself, that's the key,
Embrace the person you grow to be.
Someday you'll realize, happiness is in being with you,
Neither in others' hands, nor in the world's view.
Within yourself, its roots do lay,
No external measure can make happiness stay.
Always remember, this simple cue,
Happiness, dear friend, was always about you.
- Author: Serene ( Offline)
- Published: March 26th, 2024 10:06
- Category: Letter
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