There’s a beautiful yin and yang nestled in the heart of a dream. It’s where you find self-worth intertwined with travail.

We all have our demons, it is not anyone else’s duty to validate them.

I tried to be soft, but my corners stayed sharp.

Unapologetically be yourself everyday in every way.

There's a beautiful yin and yang nestled in the heart of a dream. It's where you find self-worth intertwined with travail.

We all have our demons, it is not anyone else's duty to validate them.

I walk along an ever fading line between jaded and wishful thinking.

Black hair spilling, blue eyes piercing. Enchanted by the lies that he was singing.

Battered was my heart in the deep search, branded with cracks like slices of silver birch.An ignorant dream, a wish, just fool's gold -- that was the tale that love had sold.

You were only meant to be a stepping stone on my journey across the sea.