Friendly people, backstab in the dark
Notice their demeanor
They smile, they sweet-talk you, they implore your confidence
Yet they pull the rug out from under you
They are for themselves first
Let them go, let them take the kudos
Notice their demeanor
They smile, they sweet-talk you, they implore your confidence
Yet they pull the rug out from under you
They are for themselves first
Let them go, let them take the kudos
You are here to rise above
The hatred, the competition, the me first syndrome
You are here to light the path
Light the way
To ascension
Be gracious
Be kind
Be open
The hatred, the competition, the me first syndrome
You are here to light the path
Light the way
To ascension
Be gracious
Be kind
Be open
For your light will shine
Brighter than the North Star
Doreen Santina Cote'
No comments:
Post a Comment