The RaceA Poem by 𝔸ʂɾıéli໐ຖ Ş໐นl
I stumble,
I fall, I get back up The track may be the same, but I for sure have changed Learning from my past and learning from my mistakes... Taking the time to analyze my failures Not to self criticize, But to improve the one I call self I definitely aint the same- I look over my shoulder, as I run towards the finish line. I see the achievements I've accomplished- the obstacles I've overcome to get this far I run but never away from my fears First place will forever be the goal Victory will forever be the aim The perfect blend of working harder and smarter Pushing myself to the limit But never to the point of burnout I may have lost a lot of battles in the past, but the rest of these finish lines are mine
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