You can quiet the inner voice that tells you you’re more important than others, we build pedestal out of thin air mistaking admiration for love and applause for truth
You can quiet the inner voice that tells you you’re more important than others, but the strong don’t need to shout even they bend low to lift others knowing real worth speaks softly
You can quiet the inner voice that tells you you’re more important than others, strength isn’t domination-it’s the refusal to crush when you could to stay kind when it’s hardest…
You can quiet the inner voice that tells you you’re more important than others, it’s walking away from a petty win because you’re chasing a greater peace inside
You can quiet the inner voice that tells you you’re more important than others, how many bridges burn when we speak from pride, how much love does in the heat if being “right”
You can quiet the inner voice that tells you you’re more important than others, that little high of superiority fades but regret echoes lasting longer than the applause ever did…
You can learn to carry pain without letting it carry you away, but suffering is different because it’s what we build when we resist what is or expect life to be fair
You can learn to carry pain without letting it carry you away, there’s calm in acceptance not because we give up but because we stop fighting everything
You can learn to carry pain without letting it carry you away, to rise we must stop craving what always leaves us empty-our joy must be earned not borrowed…
You can change who you are by choosing who you want to become, but becoming better sin’s magic-it’s slow daily work like planting seeds you water again and again
You can change who you are by choosing who you want to become, grace doesn’t excuse behavior-it chooses compassion anyway because we all fall short
You can change who you are by choosing who you want to become, no one starts perfect-not our parents, not our heroes-they made becoming a choice then a habit…
We lurch between seeking comfort and avoiding discomfort, making balance
But mastery is in the middle ground where joy isn’t chased and sorrow isn’t feared
To be steady, not numb in order to feel it all and try whole-that’s real control
You can aim high without letting ambition erase your soul