Pile of Words

Treasure

I never want to be someone else,

I want to stay on who I am,

All I need is to be true to myself,

And be confident enough to accept all my mistakes.

I joined the survival,

To prove to myself that I was good enough,

But destiny seems love to play with me,

I never though that I will have the feeling of giving up.

I got trampled,

They make fun of me,

I feel so different,

They just based on what they see without analysis.

But, all of my shortcomings brought me to a box of treasure,

A full of treasure

I thought that I don't deserve it

Because of its shining appearance.

Until my brothers cheer me up,

And help me to build my rusty confidence.

It takes time to heal the wounds from the words of others,

But, I will practice hard to make my dream come true.

Because Treasure Makers will never leave the box of Treasure.

It's too precious to leave behind.

It's too good to skip.

It's too shiny to neglect.