Potential, it’s like an eventful credential,

A reflection in the mirror when greatness begins to shimmer.

But fear will not adhere to the success of those without clear,

Mind and drive, desire to thrive through the burning of life, alive.

 

But I am not alive, instead, I am dead, a zombie.

Drugged up, societies anomaly.

Success and accomplishment, so easy for me.

If only you could see.

I am ______, and I do not want to be

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