Not pretend to be someone else, grow for what you seek. Fit for the voice, that tell the truth.
Planning to explore in soft light,
A map of choices scattered like -
Some paths are paved for -
Some routes are waiting,
We get on the unique journey,
let passion flow forward
Find the right rhythm,
find what’s fit for my growth.
Fit for the sunshine,
fit for the rain,
Fit for the questions,
that provokes great ideas.
Fit for the vision,
fit for the purpose,
Fit for the something,
you were growing for.
Fit for the climb,
fit for the swim,
Fit for the idea,
that reinvent the world .
Fit for the dawn,
when the fresh day coming up,
Fit for the courage that starts within.
Some days are made for running,
some for walking through,
Some call for gentle tending,
some for strong disciplines.
You don’t have to be someone,
that’s not your authentic self,
Pick the quiet moments,
that make you reflect deep.
We shape who we are from-
the pondering and the tries,
Learned from the valley,
taught by the highs.
When nothing fits,
we sew our own design,
Patchwork of meaning—
this influence, fit for mine.
It isn’t perfect,
it isn’t a straight way to move up.
It’s the right kind of forward through -
the cascading line,
Not a look or a label to adore,
Just gut feeling that know-
how to reach the bigger world,
understanding our differences.
So measure in moments,
not trophies on a shelf,
Fit for the meaning,
you make yourself grow.
celebrate the small wins,
learn from the mistakes you made,
Wear your true self,
get things right.like-
When storms come calling,
and the maps fall short,
You’ll find the path fit for -
your strength ,
woven with coherent logical threads.
Stand in the doorway,
let the future fit your shape—
Step in, step true,
don’t be shy to-
show your authentic self,
Not pretend to be someone else,
grow for what you seek,
Fit for the voice,
that tell the truth of all sorts.
Fit for the journey,
fit for the adventure,
Fit for the purpose you were grown with.

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