
The mind wakes before the sun,
Carrying questions it never speaks.
Thoughts knock softly, one by one,
Asking to be understood, not feared.
Memory walks beside hope,
Sometimes slow, sometimes brave.
Fear whispers, but wisdom listens.
Silence teaches what noise cannot.
Pain becomes a hidden teacher,
Smiling behind difficult lessons.
The heart argues with logic,
Yet both seek the same peace.
Choices shape invisible paths,
Traveled first inside the mind.
A fall becomes a reflection,
Reflection becomes strength.
The mind learns to forgive itself,
And grows lighter with truth.
Human psychology is not weakness,
It is the art of becoming whole.



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