If my inner thoughts could speak about you, here’s what I’d say…
You were wrong about me. You’ve strengthened me. You fuel my passions, my fire, my energy. I appreciate you because it’s the growing group of you that makes me rise up when I’m weak…on days I feel like giving up, I think of you and it motivates me to rock my shit hard. You feel me?
The downers, the haters, the bitches and the fakers, all of you combined I face singlehandedly, as I climb to a goal in my mind that only I foresee, that only I can touch, that only I will reach. The sweetest payback isn’t the paycheck but something greater than myself…reaching higher, while the echoes in my mind grow fainter.
In time, you become my past. In time, I become your future.