Believe In Yourself

Beneath the cold stones

That lay under my bones,

Lies a thick string of power

Remotely controls my subconscious

And the thoughts I have to

Delete any doubt filled negative towers

The string knocks it down effortlessly

Stronger than anything

What is beyond the physical appearance?

Inside the empty yarn string isn't emptiness

It's not just power

It's beauty of one to believe in themselves

And desires

Inside their chest aren't ust bones

There's a beating heart that never finds rest

Until the body shuts down,

but what keeps it alive?

Love and the string

Is the motive I tend to live by.