Better Me

I sleep with determination while quitting knocks,
I wear hard work for shoes and faith for socks.
So when I walk my steps are guided,
Rather than walking on a path that is one sided.
Failure whispers sweet nothings in my ear,
Yet my perseverance out speaks the fear.
I listen to your criticism of my personality,
But how can you criticize one’s own individuality.
She doubted I was a good man,
While he doubted if the man I had become would ever lend a helping hand.
When you were warm inside, I learned struggle out in the cold,
Yet I promised my mother I would never fold.
The temptation of anger itches my tongue to truly speak my mind,
However a man of few words is one of a kind.
I firmly grasp the idea of pain with my right hand,
While I repeatedly shout “YES I CAN”.
My triumph is my dessert after I dine with disappointment,
Then I scheduled happiness for a life time appointment.
My darkest days have become my brightest lessons,
While my failures have become my biggest blessings.
As my mind races to catch up with my destiny,
I dream of the day I finally become the better me.