Thinking she'd everything,
yet the most essential were missing.
Lost the perfect harmony with her being,
accepting everything as it seems.
Letting herself failed before even tried.
Low self esteem that brings her down,
thinking she'd no chance to strive towards a crown,
so she kept holding on to a past filled with failure.
Watching the sun shines through the rain, makes her
realized the fine line between failure and hope.
In the wink of an eye, needs takes over
suddenly her two feet touches the solid ground.
Looking in the mirror, loving what she sees,
then a motto came to her mind,
"You were born an original. Don't die a copy".
Then she knew, unique she'll always be.
There she sees that in all her cries, hopes are disguised.
Analyzing all her mistakes, she learns only lessons from them, that life's a climb, but the view is great,
Just hold on as she can and no needs to look behind...