Destiny
I wake up every morning, asking myself, what is my destiny
Sometimes I can't provide myself an answer
But as I begin my morning routine,
The world becomes a little more clearer to me
I begin to understand that I write my own destiny
So I refuse to be a part of foolish failures
I talk to myself in the mirror, so I can get things going
Sometimes it is hard to be your own motivation
But I must succeed
I will become a success in this world
Whether it is now or later
Failure is not an option for me
Because I write my own destiny
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