By Ramsey Blair
I know life is hard at times. Evil is climbing inside us. Only to make us cry and moan. The trials and tribulations have us constantly craving for a way out. When things don’t go our way we pout and shout.
Every day is a struggle forgetting how we are; we wrestle, to train our minds and emotional state. Brains fried like some meat loaf on a plate. It seems it’s like a dinner date with ourselves, and bringing on the ideas in our head to sell…
Time is a minute that is ticking away. Flipping the inner us like real estate. Selling an image we don’t portrait. Odds coming in our way to establish strong trait. To win, we have to get over fright.