Winner Self
It's my time it's my turn
I've been through the fire and I've been burned
But now I'm on the open ocean
Now I'm on the open sea
Like a bird flying high in the sky
I'm soaring through the open breeze
I left all my worries behind
And I abandoned all the tears I shed
I forgot about all the pain
And and left all my fears for dead
Because the road that I traveled made me strong
And though my journey wasn't about right or wrong
It was more about test of strength
And the stamina to endure it's length
To understand myself in time
I had to kill my inner mind
And tell my inner self to find
My winner self that shines
Work still in progress
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