Success is not a gift handed to a lucky few.
It is earned by the people who refuse to quit when life gets heavy.
A lot of people think success happens overnight.
They see the money, the fame, the victories, the applause.
But what they don’t see are the sleepless nights.
The stress.
The loneliness.
The failures nobody clapped for.
They don’t see the person who kept working when nobody believed in them.
That’s where success is really built.
Not in comfort.
Not in easy moments.
Not when everything goes perfectly.
Success is built when you’re exhausted but still keep moving.
When you fail but choose to try again.
When life punches you in the mouth and you still get back up swinging.
Because the truth is… life is hard.
There will be people who doubt you.
People who laugh at your goals.
People who tell you your dreams are unrealistic.
Ignore them.
Most people give up because they’re afraid of failing.
But failure is not the enemy.
Quitting is.
Failure teaches you.
Pain strengthens you.
Pressure creates discipline.
Diamonds are made under pressure — and so are great people.
You have to stop waiting for the “perfect time” to start.
There is no perfect moment.
The perfect moment is the moment you decide to stop making excuses and take action.
If you want success, you have to become obsessed with growth.
Obsessed with improvement.
Obsessed with becoming stronger mentally, emotionally, and physically.
Every single day matters.
The small choices you make today shape the person you become tomorrow.
Every workout.
Every late night studying.
Every hour spent practicing your craft.
Every sacrifice.
Every risk.
It all adds up.
And one day, people will look at you and call you “lucky.”
But you’ll remember the nights you cried in silence.
The moments you felt broken.
The times you wanted to give up but didn’t.
That’s not luck.
That’s resilience.
You have to understand something important:
Your background does not define your future.
It doesn’t matter where you came from.
It matters where you’re willing to go.
Some of the greatest people in history started with nothing.
No money.
No support.
No advantages.
What made them different was mindset.
They believed in themselves before the world believed in them.
And that’s what you must do too.
Believe in yourself even when progress feels slow.
Even when nobody notices your grind.
Even when the results haven’t appeared yet.
Because success is not always loud in the beginning.
Sometimes success starts quietly.
One decision.
One step forward.
One promise to yourself that you will never stop trying.
You are capable of more than fear wants you to believe.
There is greatness inside of you waiting to be unlocked.
But greatness requires discipline.
Sacrifice.
Patience.
Consistency.
You cannot become extraordinary by living comfortably every single day.
You have to push yourself.
You have to outgrow the version of you that is afraid.
And listen carefully:
You do not need to be perfect to succeed.
You just need to keep going.
Even slowly.
Even painfully.
Even after failure.
Just keep going.
One year from now your life could be completely different.
You could be stronger.
Happier.
More successful.
Closer to your dreams than you ever imagined.
But it all depends on what you choose to do right now.
So stop doubting yourself.
Stop waiting for permission.
Stop letting fear control your future.
Go chase your goals with everything you have.
Build the business.
Create the music.
Start the channel.
Take the risk.
Learn the skill.
Fight for your future.
Because at the end of the day, the people who change their lives are not always the most talented people
They are the people who refused to surrender. 🔥––xx10m
NOTE:
(Ayy, Ya'll. It's yo boii xx10m, I just want to say thank you for everything over the past couple of months. It mean's a lot for people like you to come in my life and show me kindness. I love you all! _BTLB_ life ya feel me lolllll. ¥øøøøøøø Boiiii øu†††††
REMEMBER (LIFE IS SHORT, DON'T BE AFRAID TO TRY NEW THINGS)
Alsoooo, I wanna give a shout to my girl "1DNA"!! She's been an engaging fan in my poem this last month and a have. I really wanna thank her for leaving kind comments like this "Dear xx10, your poems have resonated with me and will always have a special place in my heart. You may not know, but your poems really woke me up. It reminded me to stop sulking and just fly where the wind takes me and to enjoy my golden years. Good luck and well wishes on your new journey!" ––1DNA"
She's shown love and truth towards me over these months!!
Thank you 1DNA for being here, and believe me when I say, It means the world to me.)
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 9:46 AM UTC
The new freestyle "Ivan Is Awesome" is out name on my YouTube!!!!
They heard the name before they heard the sound,
“IVAN IS AWESOME” shaking underground.
No filter, no safety, no soft disguise,
just raw-ass truth in every bar it rides.
Built from nothing, dirt in the veins,
laughing through pressure, ignoring the pain.
City lights flicker when the bassline hits,
whole world watching but they still don’t get it.
This ain’t polished, this ain’t tame,
it’s late-night chaos with a burning flame.
Brotherhood loud in every line,
BTLB carved in every sign.
So press play if you really wanna feel,
something too real to ever conceal—
but warning stays in the echo it sends:
this track is explicit… no pretending it bends. 💥
https://www.dailymotion.com/video/xaa9yl8
LINK IS ON MY MAIN CHANNEL AS WELL!!!!!!!
Make sure to like and subscribe if you like my content<3 I'll make you a free style!! Give me three words in the comments and I'LL COOOOOOOOOOOOOOK<3333 love yo fineeeee boii jayy
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 4:17 PM UTC
Hello people of "Hello Poetry"!!
How are you guys doing today??
I've just wanted to stop and say I'm leaving and starting my life as a better person. Thank you so much for the love and support on my poems. I love you all, you've shown me that life can and IS filled with love and that kind people still exist in this world.
I guess, if you really wanna talk to me here are my socials...
Email: [email protected]
Bandlab: https://www.bandlab.com/xx10m
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@arc.exe.insomnia
Spotify: open.spotify.com/user/31u7cqpmg4rrlrshvytvnldz5sdu
Facebook: This is unfortunate.. I don't have one 🤭
Instagram:This is unfortunate.. I don't have one 🤭
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GamerTag: XMAS FROSTYYY
If you wish to connect with me and I don't respond you don't matter..
I'm KIDDING I LOVE YOU AND I'LL MAKE SURE I RESPOND!!!!
"Edit"!! Could you guys possibly follow my Spotify?? I'd have much love if you doooo
To everyone reading this, please have an amazing summer ☀️🌊
Make memories you’ll still smile about years from now 📸💫
Stay safe, stay true to yourself, laugh louder, love harder, and enjoy every late night, sunset, road trip, and random moment with the people you care about ❤️🩹🌅🚗
Life moves fast, so don’t waste your summer being afraid to live 🌴✨
Take pictures, blast music, heal, grow, and enjoy the little things 🕊️🎶
I hope this summer brings you peace, happiness, and moments that feel like freedom 💙! With love from your closest friend,
xx10m 🖤
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 1:31 PM UTC
Hello people of HELLO POETRY!!!!!
I just wanted to say, thank you so much for a good year on this app!!
I've come farther than I've ever expected to go!!!
I made a song!!!
called "Under My Skin" Part of the "Midnight Doesn't Love Me" Album!!!
Wanna hit up a listen???
Here's the link!!! ––– https://www.bandlab.com/track/22161ada-b24e-41bd-9f6a-6ade53d39c79?revId=e420da24-943c-4601-bea0-b1fdbdb3ac66
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 10:00 AM UTC
The clock glows 3:17
while the walls breathe louder than me.
Every shadow in my room
knows my name by memory.
I tried to sleep—
but my thoughts kept scratching at the ceiling
like dying angels trapped in black wire skies.
There’s something standing behind me again.
I don’t turn around anymore.
Fear gets less terrifying
when it starts feeling familiar.
My reflection looks exhausted.
Eyes hollowed out by midnight conversations
nobody else could hear.
I wear dark circles like they’re jewelry now.
And maybe that’s the problem—
I made pain aesthetic.
Turned heartbreak into poetry,
turned loneliness into background music,
turned insomnia into personality.
Now the night crawls under my skin
like ink through cracked veins.
Every memory whispers:
“You were never meant to heal.”
But somehow I still sit beside the window
watching the city lights flicker like false hope,
wondering if somebody out there
is awake for the same reasons I am.
Maybe we’re all haunted differently.
Maybe some monsters
learn how to wear our faces.
And if sleep is peace,
then I’ve been at war for years.
— xx10m 🖤🌑
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 3:22 PM UTC
Glow spills across the edge of morning light,
Like something refusing to fade away––
It lingers where the silence used to be,
and teaches darkness how to stay.
The gleam that floods through the city street
Awakens the songs of the morning dove—
With the light, the city wakes to greet
The people with its love.
But even light has shadows it won’t chase,
Where quiet hearts learn to breathe again––
And every step along that crowded place
Feels softer when the glow slips in.
The sensation of hope drifts in with the sight,
Welcoming smiles on familiar faces—
It seems the morning is equally bright
In the face of its mirroring darkened places.
And still the day moves forward, unaware,
Of all the weight the night as left behind––
Yet somehow, there is gentleness in the air,
That teachers broken things to realign.
Perhaps in the dark there is still the beauty
That the day had left for all to see—
Rather than fight over the other’s duty,
They could cherish all that they’d brought to be.
And that is the "Nature Of The Mist”!
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 2:34 PM UTC
I stopped answering the door when hope started knocking,
it never knew when to leave.
The hallway got quieter after that,
like even the walls learned my name and forgot it on purpose.
I used to think love was a promise you could hold,
but it slips through fingers like it was never solid to begin with.
Now I count silence in place of messages,
and call it peace when it’s really just absence.
There’s a version of me that still waits,
standing in places I’ve already outgrown,
staring at futures that changed their minds about me
without saying why.
NML—
not a cry, not a request,
just what’s left when you stop pretending it hurts less to care.
— “xx10m”
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 10:27 AM UTC
Aubrey laughs
like the world never learned
how to hurt people.
Like scraped knees heal overnight,
like cartoons are real,
like monsters only live under beds
and not inside grown people.
She grabs my hand
with those tiny fingers
and suddenly the whole world slows down.
Bills don’t matter.
Stress don’t matter.
The past don’t matter.
Because for a little while,
I get to see life
through her eyes.
And in her world,
flowers are picked for no reason,
the moon follows the car home,
and every bad day
can be fixed with a hug.
She calls my name
like it’s something important.
Like I’m a hero.
Like I hung the stars myself.
And maybe that’s what “happy” is.
Not money.
Not fame.
Not pretending life is perfect.
Maybe happiness is just
hearing Aubrey laugh from the other room
and realizing
you’d survive a thousand hard days
just to hear it one more time.
Because she doesn’t know it yet,
but she saved me too.
"She may be my sister, but that doesn't mean I cannot show the love like a parent"
— xx10m 🌤️🖤
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 9:18 AM UTC
My quote on quote “mother” had a daughter
she’s three
I’m raising her
She is my sister
but she calls me “daddy”
I think it’s cute
But it’s also heavy in ways I don’t know how to explain
Because I’m still learning how to be someone’s stability
while I’m still figuring out my own
Still
when she laughs
it feels like something soft in a life that hasn’t been
And maybe that’s enough for now
She may be my sister, but I'm taking care of her like my own daughter.
—
xx10m 🖤🌧️🧸
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:15 AM UTC
Father’s Day is next
so am I supposed to celebrate it?
That’s what the world says anyway
posts
memories
smiles built out of old photos and easier times
But what if the word “father” doesn’t feel like comfort
what if it feels like distance instead?
What if the person who was supposed to guide you
became someone you learned to survive instead?
People don’t talk about that part
They don’t talk about the silence in the house
that feels heavier than any argument
They don’t talk about the moments
you stop asking questions
because answers never really come anyway
I tried to understand it
I really did
I tried turning confusion into patience
and patience into forgiveness
like if I waited long enough
something would change
But some relationships don’t grow forward
They just stay stuck
in the same unfinished sentence
And you’re left trying to translate it
your whole life
Father’s Day shows up
and everywhere you look
there’s appreciation being written
like it’s universal
Like everyone got the same story
But not everyone did
Some people learned early
how to read absence better than presence
how to notice what’s missing
before what’s there
And that stays with you
Because even when you grow older
even when you pretend it doesn’t matter anymore
there’s still that quiet question underneath everything
“What was I supposed to feel?”
And no one really answers that for you
So you learn to carry it quietly
like an extra weight nobody sees
Still…
there’s a part of me
that wonders what it would’ve been like
if things were different
If conversations were easier
if distance didn’t feel like the default setting
if “father” actually meant safety
But reality doesn’t rewrite itself for feelings
So you just sit with it
Another date on the calendar
another reminder
of something that was supposed to be simple
but never was
—
xx10m 🖤🌧️🕰️
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:08 AM UTC