Like a drumline my heart beats in joy, as if I was in some lottery's headlines.
At moments best I fight hard to make them last, because it is my intention to have nothing less.
We are morally expected to walk the talk, if only those lessons would teach us when to take a fall and use it wisely to make things work.
Perhaps not the best of my league, that is because I am the best version of me.
We either choose to progress or regress, life always provide opportunities meant to help us out when we think less of ourselves.