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I Am...Driven


I am born of my accomplishments, 

Set apart from my fellow man, 

By the animalistic need for success.

Biting, fighting, falling, 

I will never quit, 

I will never stop,

Not until I have spoke for those who have no voice,

Not until I have changed the world,

One child at a time,

Not until I have adhered to Gandhi's plea,

To be the change I want to see, 

Not until I have tasted the waters of achievement, 

Not until all of my enemies I have vanquished, 

Not until I have proven to those, 

Who thought me weak and dull, 

Who ridicule me,

Who step on me,

Who belittle me, 

Who tear me down limb from limb, 

That I am a fighter worth, 

My weight in gold,

And that someday, 

I WILL change the world. 

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