A Hill to Climb Over

I didn't dare to bear any expections.

I didn't want to get affected by whatever the outcome is.

And yet when rejection had come and hit me in between my eyes,

I still felt more disheartened than ever.

Only then do I realize that I have always been secretly hoping.

To be given hope and then lose it,

to have beautiful dreams and waken up from it,

to be so close and yet so far.

Crushed, I was.

Recovered, I have.

I will accept failure and not make it personal,

but the drive to push me forward,

improve myself and

change their views of me.

Simply because I have faith in myself.

That I can.

And I will.

Debbay