WHAT SHAPES THE MIND?

The ways of our lives
Silent hurt which kept their mouth closed
And speak not of the things
That bruised the soul

Experience teaches fools
The past written something of its own
For the present to have it reviewed
Waiting for the future to make a decision

The result displayed like stars
Fading it’s vibrancy
With struggles, hurt, abuse
Mistakes, secrecy and failed to achieve

Life’s battle ground we fight
To stay alive from what will
Kill us within, and we remain as empty shadows
Which need to fill with life’s beauty

The adventure never ends
Between good and bad
Whatever we choose
Formed the shape of our minds