Thursday, 14 June 2012

Pleased With Myself

I dont want to be the ordinary
I dont want to be the crowd
I dont want to be Pathetic
I need some purpose, or im just wasting my time

If I never amount to anything
please know this one thing
I have never been so pleased with something
as great as the joy my poetry brings

Lord knows I try, if I never touch the sky
just feel my loving weary eyes
I have never been so sad yet happy
with the talent God has given me

Im pleased with myself, Yes I am
I've already succeeded the race.
Cause if I think it, I won it, the prize
I cannot be tied down with lies

Ive found my purpose, im no failure
I doubt myself no more, im a creator
I'll know my life is worthy when I write poetry
If Im not a poet, there's no point to it.

Mythical_Poet
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