She is a Miss Failure
Who knows?
Just like that we call her.

She will speak, don't hear.
Who knows?
She might be a liar.

She will ask, don't offer.
Who knows?
She might be a swindler.

She will cry, don't reassure.
Who knows?
Big time, she might be an actor.

She will climb, don't hinder.
Who knows?
She might fly higher-
Oh see! Its not our Miss Failure.
Not anymore...

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Note from the Sonador

It's a wonderful art how our society chisels perfectionism out of every potent individual by getting the best of them. Self-satisfaction could at times be a reason for our downfall, thanks to the people around us who never let us be contended with whatever we do. They make us strive harder.

So next time when you come across a critic, be sure to thank them ;-)