Still I Rise
I liked it like that.
Going around with my head held down,
My eyes to the ground,
Hoping nobody sees me.
If the spotlight's on me,
I tend to get nervous.
My body transforms in order to help me focus.
Thinking up things to pass the time,
Harvesting my visions,
Just to ease my mind.
I rise!
My aim is to reach the top,
The bottom is not someplace I intend to stay a lot.
I'll run, walk, crawl, slither
Because with each agonizing step my life is supposed to get better.
These aspirations will manifest in precious time,
Cause if they don't,
I’m bound to lose my mind!
Copyright © Carlene Simpson | Year Posted 2016
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