I'm sitting prepared to write. I know what I want, but yet I don't know what I want. I write about so many things but yet lacking. I write a poem yet still lacking but I can feel it, it's there inside of me but I couldn't bring it out. I'm pressing, I keep pressing. I'm pushing, i keep pushing like a woman in travail ready to bring forth her young I kept pushing.
Nothing comes easy, roses has thongs. The lotus grows in muddy waters but it isn't covered in mud. To activate a stronger and better us we need to push; to push against all odds, against all negativity even when others don't believe we can, we need to believe ourselves.
You can birth a new you
You can win against all odds
You can PUSH.
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