This started as a poem about hurt
This started as a poem about pain
This started as a poem about love
This started as a poem about heartache

Instead it is about passion
Instead it is about drive
Instead it is about hard work
Instead it is about fighting

Simple really
push me down
I get up
broken and bruised I get up

My story has torn pages
burnt ends
missing text
but it still burns for good

Was I just a book to sit on the shelf
or am I the one to be reread over and over again
because it sparks passion and drive
to get something done