This isn't the YOU I know.
Feeling all shabby
After a bad throw.
This isn't the YOU I know.
Feeling unhappy
About an outcome that's poor.
It's okay to feel hideous things,
After working tirelessly.
It's okay to mourn.
But know it's not the end.
There're still more doors
That are yet to be opened.
This one bad upshot,
Will give you so many insights.
You're the lucky one.
To have at these a sight.
So, get up.
You're more than this.
Then reflect.
About what to change.
YOU ARE READING
If the birds can do it, why can't you? (Poetry)
PoetryConsider this a ray of hope From me to you. You're not alone. I faced it too. There's still hope. I believe in you.
