Gifted
Special
I'm not that special.
I'm not rich, I’m not a genius, I was never really exceptionally good at anything, I live in the hood, and I'm kind of clumsy.
What separates me from most people is that I'm willing to sacrifice for my dreams.
If it means being lonely, ridiculed, or misunderstood then so be it
Because a special life requires me to do special things.
I had to outwork people to get to where I’m at now and still, am doing it today.
I don't mind it though because I know I'll be someone's bridge to success.
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