The Devilish Thoughts Inside Me
The strength inside
to hold them back
impresses me
but scares me.
How have I not rotted
from inside to out?
Plagued for years, I have learned,
through trial and error,
that to make it out alive:
one must build them self up;
start slowly from scratch
one must learn from experience;
wrong choices are made every day
one must adapt to change;
some things are beyond our control
Motivation must not be forgotten
for it is the only independent variable
within humanities grasp
Motivation is life
because without it
I
would
simply
vanish
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