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As of now

I've finally reached rock bottom.

Homeless,

No money to my name,

And never know where my next meal is coming from

And yet, I still smile

 

I smile because even through all the downs

I've gone through,

I know,

Once you hit the bottom there's nowhere but up.

 

All my hard work will soon be worth it.

All my dreams that seemed hopeless,

Will finally become reality.

Everybody who ever doubted me

Will soon want to be in my shoes

And have to eat every word that they said.

 

I guess I smile because of hope and ambition.

Hope keeps my dreams alive,

Ambition helps make them come true;

And I don't really know where I'd be without the two.

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