Still Adjusting

Growth isn’t loud.
It recalibrates.

Superman needed the sun.

All I need is semi-auto drums—

a rhythm of coming up,

a cult of focus, not followers.

Adjusting to being treated unjustly,

just to get comfortable being Jhust.

What?

Every answer leads to results.

We don’t do refunds—

even your heart ain’t enough.

This is emotional intelligence.

Sort out your emotional benevolence.

Reality versus expectation.

Reference the difference

between vision

and belief.

My expectations were so high

the disappointment

had me sleeping for weeks,

swimming in sheets.

This recoup will be elite.

Build back from destruction.

Keep in mind—

I’m still adjusting.

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