Mornings

There is something strange about mornings-
How is that the most gentle breeze
And a subconscious breath
Can prepare you for the toughest day

One Less

Judgment, speculation, and perspective-
Take none to heart
Until they who say
Have walked every path with you
Have crossed every hurdle with you

"You are not enough"
When they say
Park those empty words in the sideline
Until they who say
Know your every thought entangled
In every unimaginable way

"Look at her"
They will say
And when they do
Have both ears wide open
For you know,
Amongst a billion people with billion opinions
You can live with ONE LESS