What if I listened to everyone? What if I carried on being the black sheep? Always felt like I was going to get shot by a gun One day I overcame this crucial heap
I could have sat in the corner Staying controlled by my disorder I had the strength to go against what I was perceived to not be capable of No longer sitting on the fence
Even if I donβt reach the highest height I still gave plenty of powerful fight I could have listened to what people thought Iβd be Used my wisdom as a key to unlock all the massive amounts of potential in me
Today I feel exceptionally proud because What if I carried on living life in a grey cloud?