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15-Minute Workout – 5/3/10
I’m up late thinking about my issues
Minus the tissues
And save the criticism
I have no intention to diss you
I’m just opening up
Making myself susceptible
Bullet-proof vest taken down
Constructive criticism is acceptable
Yeah, I know I’m flawed
But I don’t like to accept it, though
When I say that I’m a work-in-progress
The keyword is “progress”
Fully accepting that it’s a process
Reaching my final destination? Not yet
I still need a bit more polish
Not referring to degrees from college
Or even material from the hard-knock syllabus
I know that this isn’t just me, or just you…it’s really “us”
But tell me who you really trust
To keep it real and one-hundred-plus capacity
Gotten past the fears of if and when they’ll laugh at me
Thick skin grown to armadillo quality
Proven when I let their words take their chance at me
I take my own notes
Reviewing my own words that I wrote
Seeing what holes need to be filled
Watching more than ever the words that I speak or spoke
My mind’s constantly turning like bicycle spokes
Even worse when my thought process is provoked
And encouraged to do more
Pushed to the brink
What else am I to think?
I’m driven to excellence
Pushing away the velour in favor of the mink
Not slighting animal rights
I’m not an animal, right?
But I understand that the fittest survive
Which makes my desire to be better is so animal-like
And I keep a laser-focus
Making open ears grab pens and quickly quote this
Not as a troubled soul
But someone on the brink of exceeding a doubled-goal
While it may take a double-toll
I total the ink, sweat, and tears
Multiply that by a couple of years
And determine that it’s worth it
I’m sure that you’ve heard it
And I appreciate the attention
Never neglecting to mention
The fact that I refused to stop my rise
Nor ever close my eyes
I needed and wanted to see it all
So that I can be a better judge
Seeing it all clearly, no eyes are rubbed
I know that my success is soon to dawn on me
I learn from my past moves
I’m up late thinking about my issues
Minus the tissues
And save the criticism
I have no intention to diss you
I’m just opening up
Making myself susceptible
Bullet-proof vest taken down
Constructive criticism is acceptable
Yeah, I know I’m flawed
But I don’t like to accept it, though
When I say that I’m a work-in-progress
The keyword is “progress”
Fully accepting that it’s a process
Reaching my final destination? Not yet
I still need a bit more polish
Not referring to degrees from college
Or even material from the hard-knock syllabus
I know that this isn’t just me, or just you…it’s really “us”
But tell me who you really trust
To keep it real and one-hundred-plus capacity
Gotten past the fears of if and when they’ll laugh at me
Thick skin grown to armadillo quality
Proven when I let their words take their chance at me
I take my own notes
Reviewing my own words that I wrote
Seeing what holes need to be filled
Watching more than ever the words that I speak or spoke
My mind’s constantly turning like bicycle spokes
Even worse when my thought process is provoked
And encouraged to do more
Pushed to the brink
What else am I to think?
I’m driven to excellence
Pushing away the velour in favor of the mink
Not slighting animal rights
I’m not an animal, right?
But I understand that the fittest survive
Which makes my desire to be better is so animal-like
And I keep a laser-focus
Making open ears grab pens and quickly quote this
Not as a troubled soul
But someone on the brink of exceeding a doubled-goal
While it may take a double-toll
I total the ink, sweat, and tears
Multiply that by a couple of years
And determine that it’s worth it
I’m sure that you’ve heard it
And I appreciate the attention
Never neglecting to mention
The fact that I refused to stop my rise
Nor ever close my eyes
I needed and wanted to see it all
So that I can be a better judge
Seeing it all clearly, no eyes are rubbed
I know that my success is soon to dawn on me
I learn from my past moves
Won’t make many mistakes, like when Mike chose Kwame...
-W.A. Gordon
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