Perception...

And I believed in everything—

Optimism is I, to say the least…

But how do you go through it all and still believe in such a thing?

It's a simple imagination—

A simple "it's gotta be a better life than this.

"But be grateful, someone is always going through worse than you.” Humph, apologies to your struggle but I will not push my heart to the side—

This is all mine and to embrace it is to feel every emotion that follows that is, my struggle.

“You can't struggle, you have it made.”

I took a picture with a smile that told you life was amazing and everything is everything huh?

But I'm hungry, and not just for a better life but a simple meal to eat, what money? Oh I forgot I'm rich because I dress nice.

“But you're always in a good mood, how can your life not be perfect?” Then I'm lonely and I'm crying and inside I'm in a fetal position, in fact, it's my struggle. When my family is everything to me and they struggle and I’m praying for guidance and a spare blessing from the man.

No one knows…

No one cares to.

It’s the perception…

I'm holding on by my craft—

Channeling every aspect of the positivity and relaying it to my entirety that is, my life.

My family is in need, so I grind for I too, need.

There is no want more important.

I need to be great,

I need to be happy,

I need keep pushing,

I need to keep praying,

I need... God.

So call it your own struggle, it's yours, those who see you, sees what you want them to and you don't want them to see, that your struggle is s struggle beyond their belief!

Read this don't weep,

No pity, just understand…

To get where I've been, not an easy course, a person who put in 110% for EVERYTHING he's believed in.

But it's me, my struggle, my smile, my prayer, my goals, it’s. My life.