'motivation'
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Too busy looking back at what I had
To appreciate where I'm at, world in hand
Missing the mistakes, every misstep taken
Missing the mysteries the world has awaken
Begrudgingly trudging through time passed
In a desert
All alone
With no one around
Only myself
Looking to see
What is out there for me
Suddenly getting this feeling
When one ponders on the word,
“Inspiration”,
Images of
Sparks, fireworks,
Laughter, cheer,
And gleaming bright lights
Come to mind.
Oddly enough
I sometimes see
Motivation is the dedication that drives me every day
It’s like how the sun don’t let the clouds cover the cheering rays
Play and find the way until goals become the better pay
From the very beginning my own family would laugh at my dreams at our family gatherings and
Crush my heart resulting in me thinking that disappointment is all that life will bring me
I am more,
More than what they say I am,
More than what they think I can be.
I don’t care,
If anyone thinks I can do it,
If anyone thinks I’m worth it,
Or if anyone wants me to succeed.
I was withdrawn before. But Now I'm open.
Open to the idea of being closed and Lonely.
The difference between it All, is what your seeking and hoping.
Set yourself to fall then you'll surely be broken.
Let me take a moment.
Hold up ? was that too long ?
Let me try again.
Okay wait, I think I got that wrong.
No, you're tripping, that's entirely way too much thought.
I woke up today, I think I won.
I didn't jump to conclusions, like so many other times I've done.
I opened my eyes without desire to close them again.
I stepped out of bed without desire to withdraw them in.
