The more I stress the better I get
everytime my steps fail to go on further
the heart pushes them forward, hoping for a better me, a better result.
In pursuit of perfection I often feel lost,
yet I find my way to satisfaction, an unending search for perfection.
The brain stops responding at times, but my heart is always with me, urging me to go on
to stress so that better I can get.
Time and again I have proved myself wrong,
when my body has collapsed, the heart has carried on,
a hope that has lingered all along,
and then more I stress so that better I can get.
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Right from the birth everyday we have been told that stress now so that you have a better future and i have felt that we are in a loop...stress...happy life...stress more...happier life....stress last time...more happier life and then we realize we lost the best part in stress
Good post.
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