I don't have pretty words. I just know that your faces are hovering above the bubble I created.

You don't always attract what you are
Nor do you always attract what you deserve

You attract what you crave most
You get stuck with what you fear most
And if you don't make the right choices in overcoming this fear
You in some sense deserve it
Not in attracting it
But in not leaving it,
Hard, cruel and painful as it is.

You search for what you hope to find
You avoid what you accidentally stumble upon, even if it's good

You then find what you have always always searched for.



Just don't lose yourself along the way
Cuz it always works out,

Although never quite as efficiently or as quick.