Though the odds are against me,
i'll get there some day;
though the past keeps pulling me,
i'll get to my future.
i know i'm not perfect,
but one day i'm gonna be the best of me.
To many i'm dirt beneath their shoes,useless and apalling,
but i will rise like a phoenix out of these ashes of depression and mediocrity
and i will soar like an eagle above land,sea and souls.
Like a dog to its vomit,
force of habit may make me return to my old ways
but i know that with time i will look back and be proud of who i've become.
Though trials and tribulations afflict me
i know that they'll pass and take with them all my imperfections.
Every person,place or experience i come accross,good or bad
will be a memory,a stepping stone,a building block.
i'm not there yet but slowly,surely i'll get there.
i'm on my way.
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