Your mind is a garden, your thoughts are seeds

You can grow flowers, or you can grow weeds

For every weed you cut down, you could have filled the place

With your own unique set of that no one can ever erase

The world may be filled with distractions all around in abundance

It may be easier to be lazy, staying the same and never enhance

But I believe in you and what you offer

Because I believe faith is like water

Growing is tiring and never ending

Once the mind finally blooms, you’d realize it was all worth it and oh so rewarding