Stubborn
I'm locked in
True to the end
Tunnel vision on Fleek
To my foes, idleness, I bequeath
An oak tree standing
not moving, glorious goals I'm demanding
The sun in my soul burns
Sweet dreams, my heart yearns
Aspiring to beautiful heights
Not meditating on memes, ready to take flight
Practicing social distancing but not because of COVID
Frying fish and making doughnuts 'cause indolence is outmoded
I'm stubborn about my dreams because they're mine
We all have 24, and I ain't playing with 'Father Time.'
I'm unwavering in my goals
Failure to plan will certainly invite woes
I'm unyielding about my life
To live frivolously is like dancing with strife
I'm just a stubborn creature
And my industriousness is my best feature
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