I sit without a job, having been let go of two, back to back
I feel like a fuck-up
Not a good feeling, a realization of the lies ive told myself, and to others
But I can’t wallow or let it go further, and take a look at the bigger picture
This feeling is temporary, and documented, proves value in my life, a proof of complexity
It’s temporary, only a few months of being bogged down
Where I will soon be able to drag myself out and continue to rise with a steady head
I didn’t prepare myself for this, i made mistakes in pushing away
People, valuing myself thinking I deserved it, not being smart financially
But again, it’s temporary. and I must remind myself
of the goodness that I’ve done, for the lonely, for myself,
the goodness ive done for my friends

do not lose this spirit of kindness
do not lose this spirit of compassion
do not lose this spirit of hope and vision for a better tomorrow
do not lose this spirit of versatility adaptability
do not lose this spirit of emotion and love