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Success
shall we take a leap and make a guess
carrying on our shoulder the stress
and the struggles that seem to compress
for ideal concept of success
to prove ourselves and impress
we are nothing short or nothing less
of the imprint on the world we express
and how well we are making progress
usually about our job and what we possess
And we spill out and confess
our hopes and dreams for the concept of success
they can judge you for your address
or maybe you under dress
or your family you came from nothing less
Our hopes and dreams they cannot repossess
Now i will share my success
the fear of my own destiny progress
i may not control life's game of chess
but i can control how i react and decompress
until my body turn colds, God bless
I have the off beat attitude
screw the glory and how i'm valued ,
i was put here for something not just a dude
i will not be content, until i find gratitude
what that is my moment is cued
i would lie if someone came to me and argued
im just another person with a need to be rescued
and i hate to be artfully wrong and rude
i see the world as stage, spit out and chewed
but i play my character and his mood
because im in my own place of solitude
my life path, will grow and be continued
plus ugly pain inside of me tattooed
i will not stop till my mind and heart is spewed
and they become one another together glued
the will power and force so undervalued
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