My Gift

My gift is the ability to create masterpieces with my words.
The most beautiful descriptions you’ve ever heard just seem to fly off of my tongue almost like a bird.
You see I’ve always had this gift and it’s helped me time after time fter time, simply because I love it when I create that one line that just carries with me for days.
But there was a time when I was confused about my lines and didn’t know what to do.
My mind was telling me all of these things that seemed to be true, but my body and my decisions would never follow through.
I was confusing my hobbies with my true passion ad for that I walked down the wrong path at on point. But I made sure that I got back on point.
And because of that I discovered who I was and what it was that I wanted to do, because if I wasn’t true to myself, how could I be true to you?
My ultimate goal became the need to help people and teach and reach them and show them how much potential they themselves had and that there was nothing in this world they couldn’t have.
You see, it was then that I TRULY discovered my gift of gab.
I want to travel around the world and see the sights while also teaching people they have to fight , when it comes to the things that they want in life.
Nothing in this world comes easy you see, but it’s not really up to me, how difficult your life may be.
My only goal is to reach those I can and show them that they can do what they want to do and be who they want to be, yet the most I can and want to do is plant the seed.

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