Was it the way she ran with no care?
Her arms were spread open as she flew into the unknown.
And flowers grew underneath her as her feet touched the ground.
But sharp rocks and daggers were thrown at her.
Some were so gloomy that they hated seeing someone else with joy.
But she dodged them gracefully, letting nothing ruin her happiness.
And she wore her wings proudly facing the world with no fear.
Bringing a ray of sunshine and happiness with her wherever she went.
They can say what they want but it would prove pointless.
She knew her worth.
And that was all she needed to fly.
YOU ARE READING
Know Your Worth
Poetry2020 was a year we all want to forget. I have always loved poetry but never practiced, scared I would fail and not be satisfied with my work. I have also been extremely insecure about myself for the longest time, but this year I am determined to lea...
