The Glow Up
I used to sit at
home, breathing all alone then
one day i changed, it
was never the same.
I realized I was closed to
the world that always
shows, the many ways
of hope. I began to change
my attititude, in
a similar way
of gratititude, no longer
in vain of my life.
Through it all i saw
the light, oh how it shined so
bright. I then moved to
my name and gave it
a push to make it a change
and flourish one day
As time went on, so
did my appearance almost
as well as all of
my experience
and my image has changed. To
this day, I like to
keep going and move
up, up, and away to make
an improvement for
every single day.
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