Poem -

Rise Up

Feeling Myself

Rise Up

Self help
leads to
self health
leads to
self wealth
 

So quit,,,

Self stealth
leads to
self filth
leads to
self death

So try,,,

Self oath
leads to
self growth
leads to 
self help

Cause and effect

Self shame
will not provide
self gain
will not provide
self health

Cause and defect

Dont blame 
others at fault
dont name
others at fault
won’t gain
self wealth 

I focused on the first stanza
because one thing I have learned in life is,,,

There’s always two sides, a good one and a bad
you must remain optimistic in order to win
 

If you want to grow and change,
ignore the second stanza mindset
 

But you must accept it will always be there,
life is not a sprint but rather a marathon.

You cannot run from your problems,
you can take baby steps in the right direction.

 

Accept, dissect, understand, make a plan and FUCKING MOVE ON!

The future is ahead, you just need to be present for it to be a GIFT.

LIFT UP YOURSELF!

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