Self
One's present is a present.
They say that sometimes you cant see the joyful part of your life until its over
We become trapped in a world of uncertainty with
A minimul sense of courtsey
We became empowered by our choices
Yet we lack because they said were voiceless.
A sense of discovery that cant exists without recovery
Instead of degrading yourself
How about making yourself someone YOU aspire to be?
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