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Jul 2016
People labeled me what they thought
The image of me in what the world had me to be
It wasn’t a talk to find out
It was a play of my mind in being a bout
I was called a **** and ******
My voice was a very shy low
I was considered beyond average and my being below
I wasn’t what they thought
But how would I have convinced?
When the world has questions
What answer do you truly give?
I am beyond a verb and don’t consider myself an adjective
I began to challenge myself
This was strictly only for one self
The process didn’t require anybody else
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why do I feel inadequate like a fall?
But the mirror advised to remain strong and stand tall
The world wants you to feel insufficient and stall
But you must be above all
A story from above, you were created being Heaven’s call
It was your inner heart in what I saw
Because of your given heart, I will encourage you in not to fall
Step out and hold you head up and act tall
Your life is destined for greatness
You are the man being the witness
Your paths are ready for you
Walk straight and continue to pursue.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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