Crushed under the feet of people I loved
I still smell sweet
For my heart was broken but my soul blossomed.
Defeated by my own strategy I still flourish
For my efforts were wasted but my confidence bloomed.
They rate me as a failure but I am not
For my body has been prisoned but my dreams flew.
Nobody has hope in me now as I have fallen to ground but i believe myself
For my trodden self has taken rest but my spirit to fly again continued.