I afflict sadness purposely because happiness is fleeting.
I equip with sadness, to strengthen my happiness.
I spit out water, in the hot summer evening.
I walk a thousand miles in a month.
I cry and cut myself with sharp mean words.
I look in the mirror and stare where it hurts.
I look at my flaws and embrace while I look at my eyes and face.
My skin is brown as dirt. My eyes are brown as the ground.
My voice crackles from hesitation.
My laugh is muddled by insecurity.
I scream with extreme alpha-ness.
I break the chains of weakness. And work and climb out of my silly transgressions.
I work and I work. To become the man I envision.
Nothing timid here.
I keep going until I break out of my skin.
I break and seep through a crack.
My spirit lives and overcomes my small difficulties.
I am stronger and overcome my inferiorities.