With different words and action,
People have me thinking and deciding.
Between a variety of choices,
Upon the right and the wrong and what comes afterward,
Among life’s adversity and problems,
My only salvations has been,
Those who possess the mighty gift.
Of self possession, prudence, and clear thinking,
And lack on ignorance and unawareness.
They who help my effort through life,
Give me a check up to see how I’m doing,
On the journey’s that come with life.
Every time I speak to them right after a problem.
They deliver a well thought out lecture.
That at the time to me it sounds like a nag.
With the passing of the days or even some years,
All the words sink into my mind and the words come together all making sense.
There is an important meaning to everything they have ever said.
With all the reasoning capability the own and share with me,
They keep me from believing in all the falseness found,
In what I hear form people out in the street.
Having a couple of unwanted yet needed experiences,
With all of them I could agree it doesn’t matter how many times I have fell,
Or going to fall as long as I pick myself back up and never fall for the same reason,
Together all the experiences help me make my way into my dreams of glory.
With all the comprehension that has been inherited tome by random souls through life,
I wish to leave a memory a mark in someone’s life even when I am gone.
So every day I try my best to be thought of as someone you can trust.
Because when I smile it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m happy,
It means I’m strong.