Bleeding scars...
Left to be healed.
Smiles of heartfelt moments...
Now forgotten.
Prisoners of this life...
Fighting to make it.
Fighting...
To be extraordinary.
Unique
To stand out,
In the eyes of people...
Eyes of people
That made you forget how you look in your eyes.
Eyes...
You've fought all along to face in the mirror.
A mirror...
That shows bleeding.
Forgotten scars.
Look at you.
You look so young in the reflection.
But you've grown.
...Grown, are you?
Time has passed.
But you're still behind.
Hang up.
Time has stolen so much from you.
Life drifted so fast,
And you were hanging on a thread of hope... all along.
Hanging on hope
But you're running away from your own eyes.
What hope are you talking about?
You're so young.
You're still a kid.
Forced to grow up...
At a young age.
Time has stolen so much from you.
If only we could turn back the hands of time.
Back to the beginning.
To rewrite this story.
Change it?
Why?
To fight for perfection?
Perfection is the evil of good.
Perfection... in whose eyes?
Look at yourself.
What do you see?
A little girl
Filled with hope.
Admiration.
Looking at you.
Looking at a beautiful lady.
A lady with a twinkle in her eyes.
A mountain that once seemed huge...
But she moved it.
She touched hearts.
She told her story.
She excelled
Academically.
A story she soared through...
With a sword that fought against perfection.
Resilient — like a phoenix.
Humble — as calm waters.
Protective — like a mother guarding her eggs.
Hope.
That has prevailed.
Covered her
Through storms.
A thread...
Now a blanket.
Look at her.
Scabs — now beauty marks.
Telling stories.
Holding history.
A history...
That will prevail in the future.
Smiles
That are yet to be long living.
Look at the future.
You have grown.
You are a wife.
You are a mother.
You are a grandmother.
Reflection of the eyes I see in the mirror...
The eyes that matter
Are yours.
You are appreciated.
You are worthy.
You are beautiful.
This point of view
It bled.
It smiled.
It cherished.
It excelled.
It failed.
It disappointed.
It stood powerful.
Because you know what?
She's looking at you...
With so. much. admiration.
Because this is the beauty
The perfection,
And the imperfection,
Of life.
Your life.
Worthy.
Now...
Breathe.
And feel.
This is not the end.
But only the beginning.