#journal buzz

The world accepted me 

on one fine day 

of September.

Now, even the word 

feels like home.

It tells me that 

I belong.

It tells me that I was chosen

to be born,

and life will be a breeze

if I have the will to breathe.

I will forever love these 

September days.

They are mine;

I am theirs.

[September -HF]

A Page From My Writing Journal: 

I am sure you have been told, time and again, to “Be yourself,”

But do you know who you are to begin with? 

Are you familiar with your true self?

When you will get content with being yourself, you will not experience life outside your comfort zone.

Your life will become stagnant.

So instead, always seek  to 

                                 “Better Yourself”

Because, no matter who you are, there is always room for some improvement.