The Way You Want

The world doesn’t revolve around you the way you want. It has its own pattern of movement you may like to follow or you may not, the world doesn’t really care. It doesn’t matter. The people by your side don’t see you the way you want. They have their own vision of intent you may strive to perceive or you may not, the people don’t truly bother. It doesn’t matter. The time doesn’t turn its wheel the way you want. It makes its own track ever extant you may try to find or you may not, the time doesn’t ever waver. It doesn’t matter. The destiny doesn’t decide your journey the way you want. It has its own design to implant you may toil to decipher or you may not, the destiny doesn’t actually dither. It doesn’t matter. The mind makes cold compromises the way you want. It has its own sane traits of restraint you may learn to recognize or you may not, the rational mind doesn’t surely falter. It does factually matter. The soul creates hidden peace for you the way the conscience wants. It has its own sea of tranquility inherent you may seek to sink or you may not, the still soul makes you happy forever. It does perennially matter.