Failure Is A VirtueI formulated a sin against the world
It was the power of my soul
It grew inside me, until I felt bold
Bold enough to face them
They thought they could rip me
Bite my tender flesh
But it hardened, as did my heart
Although this was not a negative side effect
Suffering brought me hope
Hope in my own body
Hope that I would not mope
I was stronger, and I was capable
Through pressure I had succeeded
Not that I hadn't failed
But failure helped me grow
Until I was tall
Until I was alone
Being alone taught me something
Being disappointed taught me to trust myself most
Failure did not break me; as I grasped at my bones
Remembered who I was, who I wanted to be
Failure did not break me, another's hatred could not make me fall
As I had grew something that many may never obtain, a goal never grown
A freedom never flown
I found the independence of my soul
This is who I am in some few words.
Half-Italian, half-Spanish, born in Brazil, living in Austria with my feline family.
Feminist, anarchist, vegetarian, spiritual, free soul.
Tied to no one but myself.