Spoken Word Inspiration

As I sat this morning waiting for my first class, on my Birthday, at SFSU, this came pouring out of me... I just had to write it down.

I sit here at the finish line, but yet to start,
I learn these skills to flex my knowledge, it's my art
form.
I am not the norm of what you'd find in the dorms,
my brain storms with memories of past experience.
And my victory comes the day of deliverance of the grades.
All A's is what I pray, and I'll work my ass off, take the cast off my brain,
to see that day.
Wordsmiths writing, thinkers thinking, the chalk is ready, drunks are drinking.
All is in it's place, and I'll soon be in your face.
The rest is up to me...
I set the bar with the best, to test these,
thoughts and memories of what once was...
I dropped the gloves, and put my weak half in check
My strong version took the wheel, and I demand respect.
I wrecked my old ways to prepare for new days, nothing will phase the thought rays
that I omit and display.
And while times change, I refuse to stay the same.
Adapt, evolve, and roll with the punches, in this life there ain't no free lunches,
and it's too damn easy to turn our lives into dungeons.
Misery loves company, and many get trapped.
I made a pact with myself to never again be attacked, and now I know how to act.
I'm here to win, not to be a victim of the system,
A fresh start, finally comfortable inhabitin' the skin I'm in.