After my school, as usually scheduled I picked up the guitarπΈπΈ and pricked some strings to make it sound. But then I realised something, why doesn't it make and shower us with good and kind music's of its own? Why doesn't it sound itself without a strummer like me I this situation?π€π€
The guitar here pours us with hopes shouting that we the human should take the platform to showcase our power, our talent and let us realise the reason for our presence here today.ππ
Being born for some quite reasons, we should take the platform, play the music of our own.
You don't like the music?___ Well, Change it!
You want to try an other one?___ Just create it.
Until you bequeath this land, make a good use of it. Who know? Will you be there the next morning to snooze or turn off your alarm? No one knows what will be happening next. Live the day as if it's your last presence in these shoes. Enjoy! But in a way that it doesn't hurt you. I say, just don't be the guitar____ waiting for someone's finger to make you sound.
You don't like the music?___ Well, Change it!
You want to try an other one?___ Just create it.
Until you bequeath this land, make a good use of it. Who know? Will you be there the next morning to snooze or turn off your alarm? No one knows what will be happening next. Live the day as if it's your last presence in these shoes. Enjoy! But in a way that it doesn't hurt you. I say, just don't be the guitar____ waiting for someone's finger to make you sound.
You are the strummer! Strum your life in anyway you like and in anyway you love. Just remember one thing, just be yourself. No matter how and who you are, you're just you. So be proud to be the you_____ that you are!!Γπ¦π¦
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