The struggle to success comes with a whole lot of failures. It also comes with a whole lot of faultfinding and problem seeking. This poem was scripted specifically to clarify any loose ends regarding this particular issue. When you aquire a certain level of success, some individuals won't be happy for you. They will take shots at you and believe me... there is NO limit to what they will SAY or DO to make you look small.If some individuals feel as though someone else is getting more attention than they are, they will do WHATEVER they can to try and ruin the reputation and/or image of said individual. They can be completely MERCILESS when doing so. You don't have to cross them in any way but they will still try to destroy you out of jealousy. Some individuals would even go out as far as questioning your character. Now, my craft is what I consider my "lifeline". Writing is everything to me. Everything I write is DIRECTLY from my heart and soul. Due to it's irrelevancy, I was inclined to speak on this subject once and only once. This poem shall reveal my position with this issue. Not to come across as a brag or boast but to be viewed as a lamp switched on in a rediculously dark area. (I Make My Own Food//This Is My Style)
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