“Dear Hard Work, I used to hate you. When you call my name, I heard of running away from you. When I knew you were coming, I used to hide from you. When you influence others to talk to me, I quickly made excuses to get away from you. Afraid of the pain, because I didn’t want to get hurt. Afraid to fail, so I didn’t even try. Afraid of your name, because of what you have done to others.
Who do you think you are? Making me so afraid of who you are; reflection in the mirror; shadow behind me. I take one step and you are still one step ahead of me. Sweat in my face. Tears in my eyes. I keep on going. I heard you tell no lies. You turn the potter to rich. F to the As. Is there anything that you can’t do.
Now look at me, you make me who I am today. Because of you, I have this never giving, never losing attitude. Quitting, that is not in my vocabulary. When they quit, I keep going. When they sleep, I work harder. When they say that I can’t and count me out, I show them that I can. When I tell them about my dreams and they laugh, I make sure I laugh last.
I am a dream chaser. That means I chase my dreams, no one else. Only I can defeat me. It is me against this work you put on me. There is no losing. I will not lose. I came this far and I am not stopping now. Oh hard work. My dad was right about you, you do pay off. And because of that I love you. How can I not, I am no longer hiding from you. I am waiting for you. Matter a fact. where are you? I need you. Because in hard work I trust.”