Never Too Late

Today is the day I changed myself. I have spent years thinking only of myself and no one else, thinking of how to change myself. It's all about me. Who cares about everyone around me? I neglected my family; I neglected my friends, the few I had, and anyone else close to my friends. Many have turned away from me because of my selfishness.

"Today is the last day, the day of ends. I've lost many, not anymore, now is the time to go the reverse." An unusual thing happened to me that forced me to take a closer look at my life.

An event where I decided to give rather than take. Many would say that this is one of the reasons for losing, but I would say otherwise. Even after burying dead things, there is a chance to make things right. I saw it and saw a way to save myself. If I don't, I'll be the one to help now. I can't let that happen. It will never happen. Today when I woke up, I saw that the day was beautiful, the sun was shining, there were fewer clouds today in the sky, so I could do whatever I needed. "What's the matter with those I'm going to help? I thought." Probably not. But no problem, it doesn't matter to them, it matters to me to help them.

When it starts to rain or snow here, and it looks terrible, I will continue to help them. I will use my talent without wasting it. As I prepare myself, the thought of my transformation also comes out. It was like opening a door for me. I could now see the following complete, great picture of each of the parts. I have never been able to provide the natural beauty around me.

I became so engrossed in myself that I felt everything. I could see that everyone around me was blaming my misery when it was in me. As I was making my bed, thousands of dirty lies came into my mind. There were many like me. Others were helping out there as well. I let go of the excitement in my mind; I just saw the false there.

When I ate my breakfast, I was thrilled because I now had a clear idea of ​​the way of life. I made a lot of mistakes until I found the right path. I still remember how close I was when I went up the hill not to come back alive? Those dead ice hands grabbed me and dragged me to the pit of hell. I asked myself, how many times have I fallen into the same hole? How many times have I blamed others for pushing me into the pit? But the truth was I voluntarily jumped into the hole. Then I was cursing others for my misery. I was such a fool.

"No more, I finish my work before I make a decision and start helping them. Which many have given up or don't realize still need them. I am moving forward, moving, singing many lost souls.

Today I am my gift, which today I have completely changed. Instead of taking, I have learned to give now, and the hard ice of those years has melted into today's bright smile.