Wear it, risk yor life.
Be your balance as sharp as knife.
Mind wide as the universe.
Life’s a final performance, no time to rehearse.
In the water I want to sleep,
but in floating I can’t keep.
In slipping you should not be afraid.
In wound and bruises there’s always an aid.
In wearing it, falling you should expect.
It is called trying coz its not perfect.
Other people found it with hate.
And why not, they only have four you have eight.
A bigginer doesn’t have the right to pretend.
Being better is not the end.
You can fly for seconds, then touch the ground after.
You can dive, but you can’t breath under water.
Yes, you will fail once, twice, many times. But no. You can be a poet who can throw rhymes.
Hearing criticism from the crowd,
You got the passion, you should be proud.


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