As I formed my psyche, simply fashioned and shaped it to success,
Beyond the thought of distraction and beyond Love's distress,
A solid anticipation for what the future might hold, is it gold?
Or does it only glitter a reflection like aluminium,
It is what I make it to be.
Eyes on the prize,
It's what you feed your mind, what you think will suffice,
That desire to achieve more, what you're desperately longing for.
Having ambition, a simple decision,
To not only glitter, but also discover,
Your purpose, what are you really aiming for?
There's actually more to feed your mind,
Success always hugs you in private, that need to be great.
Feed your mind also with ambition to change the world.
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05.09.17
