Not Afraid Part 3 Draft

So I wrote this rhyme just for me,
to ignite self belief, 
and get me out of this sea,
I'm a swim the sea 'til I reach the sand,
wet the desert 'til the plants grow grand,
'til the storm clears up,
and the grass gleams up,
I'm a march toward a life I succeed.

It's the indecision that's stopped me and a lack of belief
sabotage my existence got me gritting my teeth
A new leaf it's time to reach deep down beneath me
time to pay my parents back for all they did
show 'em I've grown and I aint stupid

I'm trying to self inspire and spark some life into these wires
'cus though my tries fail know my tries aint in short supply
so however traumatised I'm a stay wise

I'm under a landslide but I'm digging a tunnel
and I'll never allow the day that you see my funeral

I'll funnel out the self doubt from now on
I'm a man up and I'm a be strong
They'll be no more excuses allowing the useless
I'm a treat this depression ruthless
and remove its presence with no hesitant movements

I won't lose or run in circles
I won't hide in shells like turtles
I'm a square up and give it hell
I won't let this failure finish my tale
I'm a put depression in a coffin and hammer in the nail

I won't drop or stop
I'm obsessed with reaching the top
because the lowest depth didn't cause death
and I'm still taking in breaths
so you can scoff at me oftenly 
but I swear to God nothing aint stopping me!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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