May you have the courage to say no.
Hopefully you don’t wait until you’re old.
May you have the nerve to go your own way.
To turn around, simply walk away.
To not give a fuck what they think or what they say.

Don’t play the idiotic games, out of fear or submissiveness.
Looking back, my only regrets are when I wasn’t true to myself.
When I didn’t say the words I wanted to say.
When I wished to leave, but instead, stayed.

Remember back to when you were a child.
What were the simple things that made you smile?
I pray you don’t waste your time.
Don’t be the trained monkey, jumping, asking “how high?”

Peace doesn’t come from acceptance or approval.
Such things are far too easy and empty.
Trapping you in an endless maze.
Keeping you lost in a comfortable daze.

The truly fortunate walk a difficult path.
A struggle, to be sure, yet so much more than that.
A treasure at the end, after the hell.
They come back to themselves.