There was three blind mice living in the depths of poverty
Are you blind?
Are you oblivious?
Are you left self reflecting?
Only you can see the road less driven
Only you can choose a path less given
Inspiration comes from within
Place yourself in the shoes of the many who walked before you
Love doesnt have to be blind
Don't blame others for your demise
For you can set yourself free
Free to speak your mind, and grace the pages of any magazine
Create your story
Blind mice, not me
I often rupture the centuries inside my brain
standing at 4 ft and 11 inches
I know I have the heart of a lion
I feel compelled to speak to you and others
Bring about that love that runs deep within
You can do it
Nike said just do it
Believing is half the battle
Fight on soldier in me
No longer wondering in the wilderness