My self-esteem has grown,
It took some time,
Like a sweater that is sown,
I know I disappoint a lot,
You may not trust me,
Because you think I’m in for a plot,
I love to explore many possibilities,
I want to evolve,
And imprpve my abilities,
I try to think of my resources,
as a pot of gold,
A ppt of gold that cannabis stole,
I look much younger now,
Not like when people told me I look old,
I don’t assume anything,
Before it is told,