I am a skateboard
Flying through the air.
Doing anything because
I don’t really care.
Flipping and grinding
With all my might.
Once I catch some air,
I know I’m in flight.
Spinning and twisting
With my natural-born flair.
Swirling like the blade
That is cutting my hair.
Being watched by my fans,
While doing my best.
With the sweat running down my chest,
I know in my heart
I’m better than the rest.
But I have to confess
Why I am the best?
It is the heart that my God gave me
Planted in my chest.
Author: Unknown
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