Yes you might have been scarred ,
but that shouldn't be for life.
Yes you are anxious and scared,
but that shouldn't stop your drive.
Yes you might be feeling weak and insignificant,
but that shouldn't turn you into a sacrificant.
Darling you are the sun,
Which when set's shows the pleasant night.
And when it rises,
oh it burns everything present in its sight.
You are the moon which shows beauty and is absolutely a delight,
And yet sweetheart you are the same moon which will decide the ocean's next tide.
No it might not be who you were meant to be,
but beloved life is all about what you choose to be.
You might fall but you will rise,
you will discover yourself beyond these enchanting lies.
Those fairytales are beautiful,
and you can choose one for yourself too
But baby you can write an autobiography too,
Where you might be more powerful.