Simple Says

Inclined, try hard, like it's no body's business 
Simple says, if it is meant to be  
It is meant to be, glide to land on solid grounds 


Sweats are a necessity  
No doubt, to define a character
Call it preparation to be crowned  


But know this, in parables 
Careful all the same, wise thoughts 
Figments, blurry lanes lie on routes to destination 


Some walls do not have invisible doors 
To manifest, like open sesame  
They hold illusions pretence, mirage  


Vulnerable, don't break your fist, in  the process 
Trying to break down walls, in the process 
Options lie as avenues given in procedure 


Knowing when to walk 
Is the sign of opportunity set 
To be taken advantage of, gifted  


Try all the same, as oppose to 
You suppose to, believe me, blow on wish 
How else, if not so, to find measure 


But simple says 
This is a philosophy to be had 
At the back of the mind, thinking 


Simple says
If it is meant to be, it's meant to be 
Don't break your fist, chasing mirage, options given