If there was one thing common among us all,
It is the urge to keep running.
With boots of courage,
and spikes of determination,
We are never relentless; ever pressing towards freedom and self-actualization.

If there was another thing common among us,
It is us never running from the urge.
With fears of rejection,
and an entanglement to certain people,
We are ever seeking for attention; never giving up.

So, as though in a mirrrorverse,
Our real self keeps pressing to be free,
And our mirage; racing to fulfil out heart cries for validation.
We shuffle between both realities,
With each equally being real and capricious.

But, that's it.
I am tired. It is enough.
No more running,
No more fears.
I am gonna catch my breath and slow down.
Just me and a stable ground.
For in quietness and confidence shall i find my strength .🙂

Bye, boot. No more running.