Genell Jeffries | Fashion Editor 

I almost lost it, but then I remembered where I was.

I remembered how I became who I was.

I recalled who made me who I was.

Self destruction seems too far fetched

so I’m leaning on the shoulders of greatness.

Hoping that progress will sync us.

I could have chosen anything, but I chose to dream.

I chose the climb. I chose this time.

The choice I made is to have purpose and voice.

Self destruction seems too far fetched

so I’m leaning on the shoulders of greatness.

Hoping that progress will sync us.

The race has started without me.

I’m afraid I must start from behind.

Catching up won’t be easy but it’s worthwhile, in time.

Self destruction seems too far fetched

so I’m leaning on the shoulders of greatness.

Hoping that progress will sync us.

Driving around in purpose, I’ll always need gas.

The cost to luxury is a pretty penny

But it’s the only thing that’ll last.

Self destruction seems too far fetched

so I’m leaning on the shoulders of greatness.

Hoping that progress will sync us.

Finally, I’ll reach a place where the world is below me

I’ll know then that it’s time to go home.