You are a beautiful soul hidden by the trench coat of the ego.
Garbage clutters the house that has no dream.
A kind soul knows impoliteness is just preoccupied with distraction.
Find peace in the morning rush and you will have a good day.
Care not what they say about the color of your skin let the brilliant light of your soul blind them.
We all have a path to take; sometimes it's hidden under the weeds, so you might have to work a little.