Where My Motivation Lives
Feet on ground
Head in the sky
Making plans for the future
When I am barely getting by
Just happy to be smiling
So lucky to be alive
Whether money grows on trees
Or I am begging on my knees
Come laughter or come tears
I am proud to witness the world for all of my years
To carry my burdens or love
Anything I don't have I may dream of
Happy that I'm not a child
That never got to be born
To have the opportunity to see the world
To live and to mourn
Whether in terror or glee
Excitement or strife
We are all living free
Living beause we were gifted with life
Some people see the world as a cage
They couldn't be more wrong
Life is freedom
Freedom is forever long
I take a look around
I see where I'm at
I only have one chance at life
I find my motivation in that
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