Moving Forward
As I wake every morning I thank God I'm alive.
Because the decisions I've made shouldn't have let me survive.
As I think of the reckless strides that I've made,
I know I am right in giving God praise.
From the financial burdens, to the educational success,
I had not found myself eliveated of stress.
I'd found solace in sex, and drinking, and drugs.
But God pulled me through all of the above.
I am thankful for the next step that is to come,
an Ivy league degree is what I will have won.
One year from now I will be world renowed, and I will share my story
so that all can be proud. All will be inspired and all will perservere,
because this girl has been blessed with opportunities up to her ears.
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