Flight to freedom

In breaking, you realize how much you're made of;

In trying again, you learn to give it your life.

Risks are to be taken, in one way or another;

Hope ought to get stronger as pathways get narrower.

Will you remain distraught?

Will you give up because it's hard?

Or Will you fight the tears and simply aim to win?

Ordinary people, simple minds, delicate hearts;

They go on to achieve great feats- they do.

Do you have faith in you?

Maybe not. Why live in your body as you then?

Fire purifies the gold

YOU define your life.

Your presence makes it special.

Don't let anyone else change you.

You know that you've been working hard.

The uncertainty attempts to shadow your brilliance.

Don't hand over your ace card to the enemy- protect it.

Ignorance might walk tall and confident.

You don't need to be jealous, though.

You are SO much more!

You've been actively learning.

You're persistent in the face of hardships.

The rewards will come.

There is love in sternness, too

I realize that all I ever talk about now is of winning.

It becomes extremely challenging for me, too.

It isn't easy to say the same thing differently, each day.

But I do it, unfailingly-

Only because your victory has meant so much to you.

When you're not breaking off from your grounding-

It is YOU who is perennially dreaming of success.

Yes, I egg you on too much, sometimes.

Yes, you burn out occasionally.

But don't give up.

Don't be lax NOW.