Dispense Dazzlement
I want to write a speech
to inspire you,
to motivate us,
to dazzle them,
to dispense it around,
without make much sound.
I want to be individual,
that fulfilled his goal,
that broke the wall,
no matter how thin or tall.
I want to be attentive,
mostly to myself!
Then transfer it to who?
To you!
Three things,
are what brings,
idea to light,
that might,
bind,
your mind,
to it,
it is all in wit.
Inspiration,
is a imagination,
at its best,
it's a test,
of your persistence,
It will surely quickly fade,
leaving you completely alone,
then you see are your thoughts prone,
to skin you to the bone.
Motivation,
is a weird state,
You breathe it,
You feel it,
you're able to create.
Even when you fail,
even, in the storm, when you lose your only sail,
it is there,
always ready to give your soul a frighting stare,
"Bi*ch, whats up,
I won't let you give up!"
Once, I've been told,
Dispense dazzlement,
I still don't know am I bold, enough,
to see it trough.
To find out what it means,
If I do,
I'm afraid that my sins,
will see a daylight,
they will be on everybody's sight.
Does it make any sense?
I leave it to you,
and your pretense.
My speech may seem incomplete,
it may seem short,
out of beat,
It is time to abort?
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