Motivation

 

It's a mind motivation 

The demonstration to be patient

good things come in time they say

You gotta push yourself and pray

tiered of being patient 

its time to demostrate my fate 

no longer taking the bait of a foolish man

putting the pen to the paper

its the tool in my hand

finding motivation from somewhere deep with in

finding my spot

where do i fit in

trying to feel like a man when really I'm feeling like a bitch

not mking the right moves 

falling and feeling like a fool

where is my mind 

where is the time

how do i find where my mind is supposed to be

finding my motivation is how i am supposed to be

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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