Unbreakable
Shiny and brand new,
Like the penny face up on the sidewalk crack
We enter life optimistic and lucky.
Then we get trampled on,
Walked all over,
And spent,
But on hopes and dreams for our futures,
Not yet willing to learn from past mistakes.
The future seems as bright as the sun
And as close as the stars,
Yet just beyond our reach.
Then the downward spirals and hardships
Crash into us like meteors upon the pale face of the moon.
We feel dejected,
Lost,
And drowning in the wishing well
Of what was once our hopes and dreams.
Failure is not the end,
But rather the start of something new,
For in not trying again
Lies the true form of defeat.
Self-defeat is the only true failure that exists.
The coin that sits behind glass has no story to tell,
No hardship to overcome,
No memory of the sweet taste of perseverance
And better yet,
Victory.
These scuffs and scars are proof
That we are made of something
Tougher than the strongest steel
Unbreakable.
Is that all you got?
We taunt failure and loss
With the attitude of
We just don’t care.
Kick us down, spit on us,
Watch us get back up and not back down.
Each of us is as rare
As the double printed coin,
The mess up and mistake,
Worth more than the banal and trite.
We break the mold
And illuminate the sky like shooting stars,
Unbreakable in the fact that we are unique
Due to not only the hardships we face,
But how we react
And what we make of our life.
So, how will you view your worth?
That is not for me to say,
But rather for you to determine.
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