Keep Flying High

Even when the world stops, keep going on...

I wrote this around two or three years ago, on a really sad day. There I was crying and telling myself to give up, to quit, when a thought suddenly entered my head.

"Keep flying high," it said.

And then something clicked and I felt a poem coming over me. So I stopped studying for a bit, grabbed my phone, and typed the words. Then when I've read them, they kind of made sense. So I went back to studying which became easier. And I went on to graduate and pass the board exam with a score I was proud of.

This poem often gave me strength and courage. I know I wrote it but it never fails to encourage me. On bad days, it is the one I go back to.

I really hope I was able to express it well.