Value your value,with praises own
Fragile Praises Did you remember, as a child, the fragilest thing you were praised for? the toddling steps, the lamest cry, the slightest gsture,the mundane scar___ you were celebrated for gibberish sounds, and thoe distorted friendly rhymes, you were loved, you were special, you were amongst the holy chymes. At times your child-like heart was fooled, thought you'ld conquer entire world, but soon that world flipped it's tone, to make you believe it has been swirled. As you turned to be an adult, a storm of doubts cme quiverring by___ a mass of critics, a mass of judges, a mass-full barking-soul came lie but, you were by now addicted to praises seeked you madly every shore, "Am I never special enough?Am I good at nothing for?" Baffled by searching, O' tired soul, sat you numb, at a quiter place, a feeble voice murmured from within, "Wash off, dear lets embrace" the soothing voice whispered again "O wipe your pain, to view the gain" as you list...
