Take a moment by the hand, dive out of yourself. Look around at your waters. Learn to feed the whiteness of your sand on the bottom, at the base, at the source of that sad expression on your face. Sometimes, in this precious world, the moments race by, you've got to look each in the eye. Sometimesthere's no time to contemplate just empty everyday Self-hate. Your eyes are dim and strange. I ask you why "Why?" But, you'll just look at me and say. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." You'll shrug your bony shoulders and you'll slouch. You are leaning on doubts Just getting by.... It doesn't have to be this way. It just can't be this way. Slip a moment out of time. Change the sequence, kill the rhyme Find what's good, what's right for you and TAKE IT We don't have to take Self-hate
