Hope
With all this talent I see before me,
I work harder and harder for results.
But results don't show who I am to be,
As it is to myself many insults.
I don't choose to take this long dreadful route,
It's who I am against many talents.
Though it is the reason why I'm in doubt,
As it is up to me to keep balanced.
Now balance is no longer an option,
I work harder and harder for results.
I will beat them for I am a toxin,
As I'm more mature to beat these adults.
For now, all I can do is really hope,
As I'll go do my best and never mope.
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