When did we get to where we are today. With who, who helped us along the way. Who guided us. Who gave us the motivation, the will to survive? Why, why did you do it, what gave you the erg ? What made you want this what made you promise, what convinced you, what possessed you, what where you going for?
just a little something to think about, have you ever thought that you can be whatever you wanted and do whatever you wanted, that you were impossible, no one can stop you, your in the zone, that you are your own superman, you invinsible, unstoppable.
passion is a word I rarely here. someone can have the passion to paint to sing to wright to fish to shop to sow to plant, to grow, prosper, survive.
I have the passion to stick to who I am, I may drift away and pretend to be something that i'm not but I always come back to earth and face reality, its not always a easy thing to do but I do it anyway because pretending isn't real its fake and who wants to be fake?
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Poetrythis is basically a whole bunch of poems and some little stories but I have some great poems and some lesser ones and I mixed them up so if you give up half way through you will never know what you may be missing out on
