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,