My barriers are always the feelings that I allow to control me for at least a day. Those feelings that I let control me a second too long. Then I have to laugh at myself because I put up such a roadblock to what could’ve been such a productive day.
My barriers are always what I think I see when in reality I’m actually blind to it all. I think I see in one perspective when in reality I’m completely wrong. That just goes back to my barriers being the feelings that control me for at least a day. Those feelings that I let control me a second too long.
My barriers are actually the fear of trying and being something different for the sake of saving myself. Who am I to save myself when we’ve lived a pretty good 29 years? But now at 31 those years mean nothing they just go back to my barriers being the feelings that control me for at least a day. Those feelings that I let control a second too long.
The barriers of my mind can’t blind me for long. They might get me for a day but that’s a few seconds too long.