What if we stopped trying to make the world different and instead we embraced it for what it is?
Imperfect
Beautiful
On fire
Peaceful and falling apart
What if we walked through the street and allowed to to be?
Not judge them for where they are or where they lead to?
Straight
Curvy
Pot hole fpitted
Smooth, yet weary
What is we stopped trying to make everyone fit into a certain place in this world?
Instead embracing them as they are without question or frown?
Baggage
Happiness
Incompetence
Curiosity and the desire to be loved
What could we accomplish if we stopped trying to hard to change ourselves?
Taking a good look with a smile and see that we aren’t so bad?
Pock-marked
Scared
Hopeful
Dream-filled and yearning for more
If we accepted ourselves, could we accept others? If we accepted the streets, could we accept the world?