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One more day to embrace mistakes


 

20 years on earth

I've made ton of sorry things

like I've been soaked in the world

of mistakes.

 

Not being an eye candy

amazingly beautiful

was a mistake

Laughing at myself in front of the mirror

miserably

was a mistake

Singing publicly when I was not ready

was a mistake

Spelling my guts to a stranger

who wouldn't care

was a mistake

Accepting my triumphs and failing to try harder

harder and harder

was a mistake

Denying my essence of vulnerability 

was a mistake

Saying goodbye to my best friend and leaving my friendship seedy

breaking her heart

was a mistake

Leaving without uttering a word

which should have been "Farewell, I'm going away"

was a mistake

Feeling imcomplete and selt-hating inside

was a mistake

Folling my heart

was a mistake

Following my mind

was a mistake

Giving more than asking

was a mistake

Loving foolishly

when I didn't even know whether he was worth my efforts

was a mistake

Stop prusuing my dreams

thinking they were unachievable

was a mistake

Taking the leap with fate

was a mistake

Claiming I was really strong and capable

that I could do everything without asking for a hand

was a mistake

Believing I was loved

unconditionally

was a mistake

Lending all my heart

and all my soul

was a mistake

Being a misfit 

lost in a crowded room

was a mistake

Failing to hope and stop chasing down faith

was a mistake

Becoming a desperado

was a mistake

Revealing my eyes streaming with desperate tears

was a mistake

Suffering in silence

was a mistake

Enjoying elation in silence

was a mistake

 

And here Me. 

Open my eyes to the life

And understand one more thing

clearly

undeniably

that I would never ever take those mistakes bakc

Cause the Me today is actually created by all those sorry things.

 

I am not going to ask you how many mistakes have you been through so far

I am merely going to ask you

"Where were the original parts of every single cells

on your shinning face

right in your heart

deep in your soul

today?"

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