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Inspired


People can see the world however they choose, 

Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes 

Or walk their own way instead. 

 

People are born with potential, 

and they either let it die or let it turn into something torrential. 

Me? I chose to foster it. 

 

People tend to ask me,

“Where did your success come from?”

Me, I say, I’m the one. 

 

The easiest option is almost always the less fruitful;

And if I’m being truthful,

I’ve never been one to take it easy. 

 

I’ve worked hard to get to my present situation:

I didn’t throw it all away on temptation.

Sure, I’m the one who got here, but I couldn’t’ve done it alone. 

 

It’s the way my sister laughs and my brother smiles,

the way my love drives for miles 

with my hand in his. 

 

These people made me and I made my way in the world. 

I was born with potential and created something special.

 

As long as I’m inspired by myself and those around me, I’ll never get tired. 

 

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