Poetry & Self-Awareness

I’m so dope, my mind wants to get sad, but nope

I cannot always sit around and mope

I have found better ways to cope

I was losing hope, but nope

I got up after every fall

I learned from my past but that’s not all

I no longer feel like feeling small

I broke down these freaking walls

From crawling, to walking to now flying

Every day I’m trying

They’re not always happy thoughts, sometimes I be crying 

Never so much though that I feel like dying, I’m lying 

But I keep praying and smiling

Supplying my mind with satisfaction and sometimes distractions

If I had to caption my life, I’ll tell you it’s under construction but I’m performing every transaction with passion