These wings were made to fly but I forgot
Complacent and weak,I believed the lie
The vilifier said "you cannot"
This head was made to be crowned
But I did not hold it high
Crumbling into the pool of vitriol, I drowned
Depression was nigh
This being isn't just a mere slob
In my epiphany I discovered, I am worthful
Too awesome,to be considered less by any snob
Now I soar because I believed me in full
