It is obvious to me, and those around
you're conflicted.
Singing a sad tune, licking wounds,
self inflicted.
For raising the bar, though we are,
bountifully gifted.
I implore you to demand more,
your chin fully lifted.
Self doubt will try to clutter the mind,
as we begin to leave
Friends and peers and foes behind
as we begin to achieve.
We never took into concideration, any expectation
for us to win.
We suceeded thus far, cause of the stars,
we are with in.
You are right, in your plight,
to not let complacency set in.
In the end, my friend ,
all that can be expected,
Is that when you do what you do, you stay true,
to the image thats reflected.
LA Kellam
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