I GET BETTER

By - Casey Mack March 18, 2025


Lessons learned, etched and burned, the lasting marks that last from ambition.

Experience earned, waiting on the next turn, to move ahead on the planned mission.

Each day we return, for doors to adjourn, we are looking for clues like forensics.

For so much we yearn, with one main concern, to get better until us and that glass ceiling makes collision.

Spend sleepless nights, call it sacrifice, just for a chance to show our elevation.

Turning our wrongs into rights, try as we might, it gives us the feeling of emancipation.

Using our little light, to ignite, and find our peak through the preparation.

Paying the price, to get our ship tight, sailing through the seas of our perspiration.


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PUSH IT UP

By - Casey Mack March 14, 2025


The weight is heavy, broken levy, still have to find a way to carry it.

Pride won't let me, it prevents me, but at times I just feel like calling it quits.

Guessing incorrectly, if you expect me, not to push past what I think my limit is.

Evidently, you must have meant me, when you saw someone cross the line of where the finish is.

Sure I get tested, stretched restless, there's struggle that comes with this glory.

Got to clean messes, relax stresses, to unite these wins in holy matrimony.

In successes, the world blesses, those who dare to create their own ceremony.

Those who addresses, the depresses, in order to scribe the outcome of their own winning story.


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GET UP

By - Casey Mack March 13, 2025


Resistance follows the beep, it's the end of the sleep, inertia is a tougher opponent.

Than the doubters that reap, grounding our leaps, but it's only temporary for a moment.

Still hard to beat, got to dig deep, find that fire to spark us to go and get.

Wins we need, to succeed, soak in the lessons for us to grow with.

But we feel so cozy, under hypnosis mostly, our suffering fully disguised as pleasure.

Nice and toasty, pillow held closely, but we know that sacrifice is what makes us better.

So we just do it, find the muse to move with, this is what separates the weak.

Not often fluid, but we push through it, the lazy version of us is all we have to beat.


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IT'S YOURS

By - Casey Mack March 12, 2025


Both answers are right, from sight, is it half full or half empty.

This is your life, you can gripe, or focus on enjoying the gifts that be.

It's like some people try as they might, put up fights, to count their miseries.

Thoughts dark as the night, bring up plights, begging to be where your pity be.

Such a shame, playing that game, is a surefire ways for blessings to pass by.

Simple and plain, they want to complain, that the answer to their question when asking God why.

Rearrange the frame, take a new aim, obsess your blessing and send thanks to the sky.

All the same, paradise is your to claim, its all on where your focus lies.


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READY

By - Casey Mack March 11, 2025


You put in the homework, took notes for the task at hand.

Eyes open and alert, looked close for opportunities to master the plan.

Read every exert, got a good dose, of details of the strategies the others have ran.

Found worth, from the most, unsuccessful in the attempts to stick a land.

It's those who fought, and came up short, who carry around wisdom from the scars.

For experience taught, more efficient than thought, the path to follow when chasing the stars.

Every jewel caught, and hard lesson brought, you closer to reaching the heights you set the bar.

Try what you ought, to find what you sought, you put in the work to show the world just who you are.


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LEARN ABOUT SELF

By - Casey Mack March 10, 2025


Coming up short has shown you that you can stand tall.

The fight you brought, in that moment you knew that you can handle the fall.

Coming so close, has shown you how far you can go.

Stronger than most, and took away all of the hard lessons for you to grow.

Coming away lost, got you in touch with things about yourself you found.

Willing to pay any cost, and change up quick whenever you hit the ground.

Coming back, you see that it's your best way to move forward.

Persistent you act, sticking it through and always keeping your word.


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SMALLS

By - Casey Mack March 7, 2025


It starts off small, but in the end it all, adds up to the big move.

Even with stalls, it stacks very tall, all steps It takes to finally improve.

A little resolve, even baby steps to evolve, will make up the ground for the steps you lose.

Often tiny wins are involved, for the mission that calls, you'll eventually find the rhythm to your groove.

So many moves to the plan, makes the finish look grand, it's the journey that casually gets overlooked.

So many leaps had to land, and the hurdles you ran, make up the chapters in your victorious book.

Stood firm where you stand, put it all together like a band, don't forget all the tiniest wins that it took.

It's not always cool as a fan, how you turned every can't into can, you captured your goals like a fish on a hook. .


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DON'T

By - Casey Mack March 6, 2025


It's a crying shame, that you're stopping your reign, because it gets hot in the flame.

A lot of strain, comes with this game, but through it all you've got to maintain.

You came to make change, create your own lane, because the world is tired of the same.

So don't complain, your fire remains, pivot those second guess thoughts in your brain.

Doubts make you tired, but so many are inspired, by how you beat the odds and crushed the outliers.

You're truly a rider, all those miles on your tires, it's something special to admire.

With all you've acquired, all of your wins prior, came too far to turn back like a remorseful buyer.

These troubles will expire, just hold on like a pair of pliers, and you'll find gold just like a 49er.


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VALID

By - Casey Mack March 5, 2025


His and hers, don't be disturbed, you can't control the actions of others.

Sweet words, hit nerves, but praise you can't make the blind mutter.

We rarely earn, what we deserve, lots of factors feed into the clutter.

So in turn, you must learn, to give yourself shine like rubbing Shea butter.

Feeds your soul, when you truly know, Your own approval is worth more than gold.

Never fold, even if you're not told, that giving your all is truly a value to behold.

Hot or cold, stay on your roll, your vision of excellence you set the mold.

Ebbs and flows, don’t be controlled, by standards the you yourself didn’t compose.


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