I see the frustration in your eyes, but it doesn't overshadow the hope that gleams and pierces right through your iris. Hold your head up, Corey. Sometimes I hear a little doubt in your voice, but it doesn't overpower the metaphors, similes, and personifications that effortlessly roll off your tongue. Confess your greatness daily, Corey. At times, your kinetic energy feels low, but it doesn't overlap the synergistic power that your mind holds when you creatively connect with another like-mind. Always surround yourself with positive people, Corey.
It doesn't matter how long it takes for you to achieve your goals. What matters most is that you don't give up in the process. The taste and smell of the sweet aroma of success is waiting for you, Corey. No regrets!
Worry looks around,
Sorry looks back,
And Faith looks up!
Sorry looks back,
And Faith looks up!
Love always,
Mom
Mom
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