Keep Growing

Waking up early, it’s quiet,no sound,
I have my feet planted, time to elevate the ground,
I have too much potential sitting on the shelf,
I’m on a life long mission to better myself,
Some might look at me and say " Your acting strange",
They see the transformation and they label it as "change",
Call it what you want to, put a label on the phase,
I’m just clearing up the fog and stepping out the haze,
The old me was reactive, always tossing in the bed,
Fighting all the stress taking refuge in my head,
Now I’m feeding better habits, growing roots so I can stand,
Working on the architecture, blueprint in my hand,
I had to drop the ego, I had to swallow my pride,
I can’t heal the outside with a war zone inside,
I’m sharpening the blade, every single day I strive,
To make sure that the best version of me is alive.

They call it change, I call it trying to be my best,
Putting every single doubt and every fear to the test,
And when I rise up, everybody coming with me too,
When the water starts to lift, it’s floating every canoe,
I’m leveling up, clearing the debts,
No limits on the growth, I haven’t reached my ceiling yet.