My imperfection is my strength, and having acknowledged my weakness I will rise. I will rise above the mess that others have widened their eyes at, believe that, I sat in my own beautiful debris and welcomed the stench of opportunities that pulled the corners of my mouth apart and released the barrier between my mind and my heart. You are not my obstacle; you are not my threat. You are the best part of my journey, and I’m glad we’ve met.
Written by: Nicole Ferguson
Copyright 21/10/2017
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I feel motivated after reading this. Beautiful Nicole.
Yet, Still I Rise.