Search for joy everywhere, Search for joy every day. When you think that there is none, And your time for joy is done, And you can’t even find a reason now to stay. Relax yourself and close your eyes, Take a deep breath and chill. Let it all out, yes, everything And make yourself calm and still. Now imagine all those things you love, Flowers, fields and trees. Birds chirping merrily, Washing drying in the breeze. The sun on your face and ice cream, Whichever flavour you choose. The sound of the waves and laughter, Playing with surfboards and beach canoes. The excitement felt at Christmas, Meeting up with family and friends. Watching classic movies with mince pies, Anything your Netflix recommends. All these things are out there, And many many more. But joy plays with you and sometimes hides In places you don’t look anymore. But when you finally see it, And it overwhelms despair, You’re going to begin to live again, You’re not going anywhere.
Just accept that you don’t have to belong. To any religion, to any group of friends, to any gender, any culture. You just have to be happy with yourself. At home in your own skin, at home with your own morals, certain in your own beliefs. Happy in your own company. Belong if you must, if it feels like comfort. But just know that you matter and you must make your own choices whilst respecting the decisions of others. Over everything be kind. Always.
How many years of your life will you spend wishing you were someone else? Wishing you were taller Wishing you were stronger Your hair should be straighter Your eyelashes longer.
How much time will it take to realise that you are just beautifully you? You are so special The only one in this world You don’t have to straighten your hair Or get your eyelashes curled, If you don’t want to.
The people who matter, if you’re really wise Will speak with much love Shining out from their eyes.
They don’t see your imperfections And you won’t see theirs. As long as you’re happy Neither one of you cares.
Open up all your closed doors Let everyone come in Be rid of insecurities So your best life can begin.
Life’s not all about Being a look alike Elle Macpherson It’s all about being you You most incredible person.
Remember that day when we met on a Monday and it rained. And I was depressed, full of anger, but you, full of hope, you never complained. And to me the world seemed so grey, so bleak. You held my hand so tightly, you just let me speak.
Then piece by piece you put it all back together. Happiness isn’t about money or weather. It’s about intangible feelings, love and contentment. Leaving the past where it is, letting go of resentment. Then we laughed and you said “let’s get some chips” Just like we used to when we were just kids. We dined in such splendour, the chips were my treat. Giving thanks by the goddess at the end of the street.