Diploma

April 8, 2020

This whole entire time I thought I was mentally translucent,

My focus was not there,

I struggled amongst the darkness within my cognitive developments from youth,

this is the type of storms I battled thinking to myself,

was life the game of clue?

I aspired to be Me,

Who ever that might be.

Was I a failure?

That's not who I'm set out to be.

Although, that's what my mind did to play tricks on me.

I couldn't reach,

I couldn't climb,

I couldn't aspire,

I couldn't presever,

I always felt beneath the degrees,

Under a fahrenheit beneath the seas,

All along,

I climbed,

I reached,

I aspired,

I found me,

I dug up above the soil,

to claim my name,

this was life of no games,

I believed,

I persevered,

Above the concrete and above all the seas,

I found warmth and comfort in my heart,

In my forever soul,

In my journey,

I found the hottest degrees,

that conquered my path,

the road to succeed,

It was visible to me all along.

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