Wake up think how lucky you are
There are those who don’t get this far
Be positive do not complain
You’re still a part of life’s refrain.
In the mirror big broad smile
Trust yourself walk with style
Strive to make a better day
Mould a memory from the clay.
You may not get a second chance
On the dance floor too scared to dance
Nobody watching but yourself
Break loose, burst forth get off that shelf.
J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )