Self drive

Growing out of my normal self,
I wish thoughts were as organised as similes,
Life has taught me not to let any form of negativity grow my mind,
The dues one pays for being kind,
At times words have become so bitter they make one go off,
It is much better to bargain anger for tranquillity,
But bitterness is one the tastes of life,
Wrongs of the past,
Many choices of correction present.

Double_O Franklyne.