For the world full of infinite possibilities
Your mind hides a ton of uncertainties
It’s been rough from the start of your race
Countless obstacle hinders your mounting pace.
You stumbled at your feet, utterly exhausted
Chasing you breath, Doubting your success
Heart beat echoing inside your chest
Carrying concealed potential that you possess.
Found your inspiration, stepped closer to your summit
Realized your purpose, recognized your limit
Accepted your weakness and turned into strength
Confidence to face the world, stretches at out most length.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
It begins in me
Posted by Eeyan at 7:35 PM
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Saturday, May 26, 2012
It begins in me
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Author: Eeyan
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poems creative writing,
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For the world full of infinite possibilities
Your mind hides a ton of uncertainties
It’s been rough from the start of your race
Countless obstacle hinders your mounting pace.
You stumbled at your feet, utterly exhausted
Chasing you breath, Doubting your success
Heart beat echoing inside your chest
Carrying concealed potential that you possess.
Found your inspiration, stepped closer to your summit
Realized your purpose, recognized your limit
Accepted your weakness and turned into strength
Confidence to face the world, stretches at out most length.
Your mind hides a ton of uncertainties
It’s been rough from the start of your race
Countless obstacle hinders your mounting pace.
You stumbled at your feet, utterly exhausted
Chasing you breath, Doubting your success
Heart beat echoing inside your chest
Carrying concealed potential that you possess.
Found your inspiration, stepped closer to your summit
Realized your purpose, recognized your limit
Accepted your weakness and turned into strength
Confidence to face the world, stretches at out most length.
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