Seed

.Seed

As I walk upon the sidewalk 

I see weeds coming form the ground 

And think that what I am 

A weed

Trying so hard to reach the sky

But I know I'll never reach it 

But yet I'll keep growing 

Even though things will 

Block my path or put me down 

I know that I'll because something 

Powerful because 

I'm not just a weed I'm a seed 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Hello OMG KYA I post it.I hope you guys enjoy it.Sorry if this kinda sound like a same poem you read. 

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What you tell yourself is

What you tell yourself is what you are. If you tell yourself your worth something then you are worth something. The self determines reality.