Mistakes I’ve made every path I see tracks.The strain of pressure made it hard to relax.  Four years apart of meFour years under meFour years ahead A dream this bigPatience was my only fig. Freedom!. I can’t wait.   High school School and lifeAmbition IntegrityHard work, and much to learn.A maze you enter being left in the center of right or wrong, trials and or broken friendships.  While emotions ran freeYou’ve kept yourself neat.Exhausted you see time never slows in a blink of an eye. Move on, look ahead from hopeless struggles of dead ends at every corner.   A little patience in any lessonOnly then there’s an exit. No matter how long….  Be proud!, you’ve come this far.Walls of plenty tumble down in this maze you call home, you continue to grow as you build your own home.   I believe in you in all your foot steps,Let these words mean nothing less when you hear them.   Our Maze’s of mistakes gave us the will to face anything. (If only you stand and try again!).