To the Little Man Inside Me
TO THE LITTLE MAN INSIDE ME
By Simeon Austin David Pangu
To the little man inside me,
Struggling to be set free.
Mr inability you have been called,
Making you feel little when wanting to stand tall.
You dream of happiness and joy,
Sadly on you tears you crawl.
Trying to make the world see the ability in your inability,
The ungrateful desperate always shadowing you in their quest for vanity.
Looking in the sky, the stars you see only few?
Your steeps you should have halt, but curiosity never knew?
You are Mr inability you are me!
Just hold tight your ability one day the world will see.
There is one thing you have that is hope,
Though it cannot be seen through your scope.
You have it in your possession, you have it all,
Just hold on for the test is your storm.
You quest for love but you find hate,
Celebrating your angel, only to realize she is your mother's mate,
The supposed facilitator of your dream is killing it,
Enjoying your agony, it appears to be sweet.
The world is unfair the feeble will cry,
You don't need that to courage you in your strive.
Be brave! for you have a mission,
You mission is to achieve your vision.
You are Mr inability that what you are,
Until the world realize your ability, then they will realize who you truly are.
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