Performing
It does NOT matter what I do these days,
my nervous system craves one thing,
and one thing only.
my nervous system craves one thing,
and one thing only.
P E A C E.
Peace over presence.
Peace over pressure.
Peace over performance.
Peace over prodigies.
Peace.
Been through too much in these past years to allow such ruckus.
I see others, and I try.
I still try and I don't understand why.
I know the truth,
I see the answers right in front of my very own 2 eyes,
YET I STILL TRY.
WHY?
— Rumblings of a healing system.
💓 NËB 🪆
— Peace doesn’t audition.