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She Never Gave Up

Jun 8, 2024
2 min read

By Marisha


Recalling the translucent film of life, unfurling

the bigger picture where dream took flight.

A girl stood amidst shadows, seeking a glimmer

of hope, a guiding light.

Unhealthy peer pressure's grip, like a tempest's

embrace,

threatened to extinguish her unique grace.

*Somewhere within her soul, a fire burnt bright,

igniting a spirit, determined to fight.

She stood tall defying the odds, come what

may,

she chased apprehensions with resilience to

slay.

She yearned to soar to fulfill her dreams,

To liberate herself from the chains of societal

schemes.

*Yet, fanmily expectations weigh over her heart,

bound her wings, tearing her dreams apart.

Unconventional morality and rules to abide,

endured discontent when she was forced to

leave her passion beside.

She hesitated, faltered, but deep inside,

A flicker of courage, she couldn't hide.

*With every setback, she found strength anew,

a phoenix rising from ashes, bold and true.

For it's not just the world that held her back,

but the fear of failure and the strength she

lacked.

*Through the labyrinth of doubts, she found a

way,

To silence the noise, to seize the day.

With perseverance as her armour, she took her

stand,

worshipping obstructions with benevolence, she

reached for the grand.

*She didn't concede so she could lead her

dreams in real,

conquering fears, keeping her ambition crystal

clear.

She fought the adversity of failure and

vanquished her frailty,

she hustled until she turned her vision to reality.

*Winding up her talent as an anthem of hope,

A testament to the dreams we must elope.

For it's not just the external walls we face,

but the inner battles we must embrace.


By Marisha

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