By Mac Guerreiro
Forever attempting to try what works for others rather than discover what works for me,
What’s so scary about seeking discovery?
Maybe the uncertainty,
But Eye’m certain of this,
What works for others is rarely something eye can replicate,
Much less successfully,
Back to trial and error,
Breathing through the terror,
The fear that eye’ll never find my own way,
Knowing that whatever eye do find will be more than okay,
Because of one thing eye am certain,
Eye didn’t return this time to travel along a neatly paved trail,
My own path is deep in the jungle,
Carved out only by the divine,
Eye must trust Eye’m indeed finding my own way,
On my own time.
Mystical Mac 