So I keep walking. Sometimes confident, sometimes quite uncertain but I need to continue on no matter what.
I walk with many. Some were right next to me but somehow I can no longer see them on this path. Are they still on it? Some are but many chose the comfort of familiar terrain. Terrain that has many more stones and barbed branches that rip and tear.
As I walk I trip and stumble often but I have yet to fall. As I mentioned, I walk with many. As I start to slip, I am prevented from falling by my companions.
There are those who don't walk the same path as me but encourage and support me in my decision to keep on keeping on. I cry out often and those far from my particular path hear me. They shout that I MUST go on. They plead to me and remind me that I am doing well and I am doing what is necessary. They tell me that they are proud of me and I believe them.
I have never met many of these but I value them greatly. They sense my struggles and offer me their strength. They believe in me when I don't believe in myself.
These people who aren't on this path I walk support me more than those that walk with me.
I can now swagger a little, confident that I am loved. Voices from far away have helped me more than the the whispered slogans that are right next to my ear.
I walk with many. Some were right next to me but somehow I can no longer see them on this path. Are they still on it? Some are but many chose the comfort of familiar terrain. Terrain that has many more stones and barbed branches that rip and tear.
As I walk I trip and stumble often but I have yet to fall. As I mentioned, I walk with many. As I start to slip, I am prevented from falling by my companions.
There are those who don't walk the same path as me but encourage and support me in my decision to keep on keeping on. I cry out often and those far from my particular path hear me. They shout that I MUST go on. They plead to me and remind me that I am doing well and I am doing what is necessary. They tell me that they are proud of me and I believe them.
I have never met many of these but I value them greatly. They sense my struggles and offer me their strength. They believe in me when I don't believe in myself.
These people who aren't on this path I walk support me more than those that walk with me.
I can now swagger a little, confident that I am loved. Voices from far away have helped me more than the the whispered slogans that are right next to my ear.

You are a good guy OD