I choose how I’ll spend my day.
I’ll do the things that makes me happy and contented.
I’m capable of many things.
I believe in myself.
I’m open to opportunities, thus, I must not let one slip away.
Mistakes are a lesson. I’m a learner.
I seek excellence, not perfection.
I’m grateful for what I have and will have.
I’m patient and consistent, but I shouldn’t waste time.
I will strive and achieve my dreams.
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Burning Home
Poetry[ a poetry collection about grieving and becoming. ] I wish for the day when flowers no longer sink in water. When their eyes gaze not ignominy but proud; even dust can be seen as gold. And exhaustion feels rewarding.
