Monday, November 08, 2004

A weak rhyme.

If I fall and I trip and I don't get up quick, I'll be passed by, by someone who smiles as they try to be the something I want to become. This competitions constantly surrounding me and sometimes its drowning me, but I refuse not to see the goal that I know I will reach while I step on the path of my past that I am leaving beneath this body of mind, that I've tried to refine into a resiliant machine, that grows in due time, if I stay true to my mine, and respect what I get, and thank who I've got, I won't ever stop trying to be the best me, fueled by those that have ever doubted me and anyone who doesn't believe that I am, and will be, everything I want to and will be.
This fire will not burn out. Its all I drink and eat, and it will always drive me to be the best me.


Blogger tony said...

why is everything on this blog negative? greggie, why cant we love and be loved? i want to know. we are all different, but why is that what ruins our relationships? why are emotions driven by differences?

Tue Nov 09, 12:49:00 AM EST  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

damn. that's really good.

Tue Nov 09, 02:38:00 AM EST  

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