She's quiet, peaceful, and loved.
Not by others but by her creator and herself.
She does her work on time but they pressure
her against her morals. She stands strong and
helps others, they laugh and call her out of her
name. She watches their lives fall apart, with true
meaning, no true path, they have no strong
foundation and crumble down. She follows her own
path, runs her own race, she knows to trust the
process. But still, she questions, why? Why choose
the destructive path, why go against your morals, why
do wrong when you know what's right? Why? She lies
back, reflecting on her life choices thus far, and then…
she waits. She waits for days, months, years then finally
it came. They came. How can I right my wrongs, they ask.
How can I attain more self-love, self-confidence, how can I
be comfortable with myself they ask. She listens and despite
their history including the fact that she was viewed down upon
for staying true to herself, she answers. Yet, her response is
not what they anticipated, rather, her answer is who are you.
No, not your name, not what you do and not how old you are.
Who are you? Do you appreciate yourself? What is your
purpose and aspirations in life? Do you ever ponder about your
past, future and present self? She helps them find who they are
and encourage them to be who they want to be. Because
self-love and confidence are so extraordinary in her generation,
due to its scarceness, that she knows as of now her mission is
to support those who lack this fundamental element.