“There’s always a memory that you look back at, a moment of pure bliss, a passion you refrain from losing.”
They’re those moments in life where you can’t let go
You set aside just who you are to focus on the will,
That be known among the life you live
You might be cold now,
Perhaps broken or lost
But you have something no other person has:
Yourself
You are in control of your own story
And whether or not you choose to accept that
I ask you this:
Do you remember?
You were once beautiful
Now look at what you’ve become
These memories that have defined your past
Can still create your future
They have yet to teach you the creativity of your own lustrous life
You might have plunged into the unfathomable depths
But in the end give yourself a chance
For there is still time
To rise
To live
To shine
To give
To open up
To seek movement
To dream your dreams of hope
To achieve what you believe as impossible
You are good…
So ask yourself:
What do you remember?
Movement 