like a dew drop on a leaf,

i sat tiny among my grief.

the wind on its way to whisk it away,

and i waited for happiness to make me sway.

the change of vapor to the 

droplet was enough

to show how i used my armor 

in company and alone.

as if it had been waiting all day for

 the swirls of wind with courage

i sat among sadness, ready for unstoppable

 hurricanes of sorrow to hit me.

no courage i possessed when i was alone, 

i only sat on the bed, my pillow tear- stained

like the dew drop, that remained steady, 

even on the dancing leaf,

i held onto my fake smile to fool everyone around me.

i hadn't looked into the mirror, i feared my reflection

for it wouldn't be as clear as dew basking under the light blue sky

but today when i did -there was fear in my eyes,

 my lips were too pale , and my heart was a coward

i needed an armor to cover it up - my act of strength.

Instantly my lips curved into a smile 

as i glanced into the mirror, the mascara running down my eyes

was proof how weak i was, no it was how strong i was,

just like the leaf show cased the strength of the small dew drop.

my armor was my strength, i was strong,

 winning my own battles everyday

i wasn't a coward , i was a brave girl who was ready 

to let the dew drop sway around,

as i let the invincible change mould me.

if the vapor could become the beautiful dew drop,

i could become the bright sunshine above it .

i was going to change, rise from flames of my battles,

igniting the spark of my star and shine again,

just like the dew drops that rose and fell as mighty rain,