I don't drink
I don't smoke
I just pick my face 'clean'

I hate how I look
How I cope
How I think

It's distracting with sensation
But I'm learning new things

I'm learning about breathing
Soothing kinks
With harmless stings

I hope this time I make it
I hope the habit's choked

I'll keep going through new motions
Taking the reign's what makes a king

I'm self actualizing
Vibing
High fiving
Myself
As I cross the finish line
Thriving in success.

Taking a leap of faith
To better my existence
Blast my own path
To the life I aspire
Feel confident in what I do
Because I am capable
and worthy
of blossoming
into a higher power.

The way she smiles,
My heart was melting
Even if she needs to walk a thousand miles
She never stopped on dreaming.

You see her with courage
At her young age
But deep inside was a girl
Who's still getting ready at this stage

dependency was a craaaap!
But standing by herself will make her to the top
And so she did,
She's making a step up.

I can do anything
I have unlimited potential
Just give me a chance
I’ll do more and then some

Bigger that Xucha 🚀✨
Jojo Siwa 👩‍🎤✨
Tatiana, and Mr. Rogers 🎶✨
She creates her own legend 📓✨

Building children up 👶✨
Educating 🍎✨
People of all kinds of genres 📚✨

Turning all their pages 📖✨
Until she finds the current plot ⏰✨
Ready with her pen ✍️✨
To help them connect the dots \/\/\|\🖊
To view the bigger and smaller picture 🖼
With lots of love 💖✨
And pleasant thoughts 🌈✨

Feeling the intensity rise 🔥✨
As the feeling of success sinks in 🎉✨
Fueling my drive 🚗✨
To go above and beyond 🪐✨
Understand the Divine 🍃✨
Fill my days with purpose 💖✨
Until I cross the finish line 🏅✨

Sway like the wind
Contract your core
Feel it harden
Let out your roar

As you release with intention
Lay her out flat
Juke
With determination
Make the blockers curse
Cause they lost track

Nickel and dime
My currency
As I make
My way back around
Securing our victory
As the venue fills with joyous sound

Freewheeling connections on belief
to lead, rule, follow and support.
Decided through a latent separation of sorts,
the choice in course for self determination.
Collective motivation from individual status,
with less regimented offers of conceit.
We transform when our shadows are shown,
as the clarity of transparency can aid growth.

Tomorrow
I'm going to try again
Tomorrow
I will thrive
Even if today
It feels like
I'm the world's most broken,
Miserable man
I shall once more feel alive

Tomorrow
I will take the road
I have never taken before
And paint the world gold
And be afraid no more

Tomorrow
My dreams will come true
Tomorrow
I will rise and shine
Tomorrow
There will be no you
And the world will be mine