The world is spinning out of control sometimes I can't seem to find my place Mind's scattered, Stumbling in the mess But at least the dishes are clean, I guess I mean Bare minimum efforts prevent bigger damage But these prisons of doubt will forever shackle me to the ground So I rather move foward I know if I step lightly a drop will never hurt Let it go Feel the air Embrace the uncertanties Time is patient Balance comes with practice In the grand scheme Do not forget Be kind to yourself Let the insecurities dissolve Because once the path is clear You'll reach your goal.
- Gabriel Lima Jacinto, Free fall (Visual Poetry)