2 Cents

I am my own two cents.

When I hit the ground runnin' the devil says, "Oh shit!"

Never bite my tongue while I'm chasing the setting sun.

Because it ain't over 'til I say its done.

 

I am my biggest enemy.

Fearing everything familiar to me.

Second guessing what comes so easy

Ever chasing perfection, instead of letting it be.

 

I am the sum of all my trials.

The revival of my tears and smiles.

Never born to follow,

Living for today and not tomorrow.

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

InspirationalInk

I actually love this. :)

HarryParaballs

Thank you.

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