I trust
everything is exactly how it should be
even if my mind pictured it all quite differently
I trust
in what they say, that everything is fine
even if my racing heart tells me everyone is lying
I trust
that I can dance in the lightness of the breeze
even if my heavy heart can’t seem to find any peace
I trust
that the sourness of life is just a lime
even if I have had many of them, over a long period of time
I trust
this moment I’m in will not last much longer
— and that in the end of it I will come out of it much stronger
I trust
I mean, what else can I do?
maybe the next step will be surrendering, too.
