Failure

I thought I was clever. I really thought that I could do whatever I wanted.

I thought that for a while, when the light came through my darkness. And it helped me to continue.

But deep inside I knew, my destiny is written.

There is people that are successful and other that are failures. Because doing what everybody does, I don’t get anywhere, while them get in places.

I have to love myself, I know that. I will need to love being a failure.

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