If my past was that hard, I must be rocksolid an unbreakable, but stories of pasts seemed a little makeble.
Doubting myself I had to step down, got insecure.
Focus made me look forward like a pik, e thrusting to that shiny lure.
So my past became a rearview mirror, just to doublecheck . Do I see my future brightly. Or does my choice of friends make me want to watch back.
Lost some ballast and before I knew, my balloon popt up and my confidence grew. 
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