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In the Spotlight

You know that feeling when
You do wrong to people
And you're later forgiven
But everytime with them
It feels awkward again;
Or when you dump her
And then start to regret
Because you want to go back
But there's no way she'll accept.
Those feelings of regret so heavy
That you can't express freely
Those mixed emotions so deadly
They easily kill your personality
And so painfully humiliating
You walk with your head hanging.
These embarrassing encounters
Are experienced by everyone alive
In many different scenarios:
When they try to fit in new company
And end up trying too hard to please
When one stands up in protest
And no-one stands with him
Or when you meet that special person
And get that weird feeling
Which causes things to go wrong;
But we focus so much on ourselves
Forgetting others also do struggle,
Every mind is dangerously fragile
Every heart is easily broken
And every soul can get lonely.

You're in charge of who you are
Many suggest and you can object
They give opinions you make decisions;
But everybody has a chance
To either be selfless or selfish
When a selfish person falls it's funny
When the selfless fall we worry.
So this is the main point here
We are all created the same
But some get better results
In very similar scenarios,
But the person you are now
Is who you believe you are!
Two brothers were given seeds
One ate and one planted
It doesn't mean seed is special
The way one uses it makes him special.
Two people were given money
One saved and one invested
Often those who are stewards
Get a great honourable reward
That's why tax is due
And overtax is fraud.
A mango tree doesn't eat mangos
But it produces them seasonally
That's true selfless attitude.


You're not in the cheering audience
Neither are you the backup on stage
You're not even the star on the stage
And there's a Director of the script
Making all things work to His intellect
But you're the controller of your spotlight.
Feelings are simply senses in the body
Thoughts are the ideas you can execute
But revelation is a key to the real you
Your spirit is your true identity
But pollution in your mind can manipulate it
Everyone wants to take charge of your spotlight
To shine it in the places they see as might
And to take control of who you are, they'll fight
But if you can put on the switch
Then control where the lights are bright
You'll have true sight and truth comes to light.
Everything you experience
Can either make you or break you
It's a shame for some to fail
But for others it's a glory
To learn a lesson from it
The earth is useless without sunlight
So are we without a spotlight.


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