Rise to the occasion

I refused,
to let myself down.
I won't give up,
to what I'm holding on.
I believed what I am made of.
I'll never claim on defeat.
They don't understand a dirt.
Nobody gives a freaking damn.
But I'll be just fine.
I won't surrender,
I'll keep on trying and again I will try,
Not for them but me.
One door closes and another opens.
Mistakes that are meant to be made,
Reasons for things to happen,
That can only get better than good.
I'm learning.
Growing.
A journey.
Discovery for the wise to reflect upon.
A self-reminder,
that life is how you see it living.
There will always be sun in my window sill.
Rain to keep my feet on solid ground.
The wind becomes my calling.

Permit the earth,
to envelop your senses in solitary blindness,
Only this way,
through the color spreads in the sky,
I will see...

This is what am I supposed to be.
This is where it meant to happen.
This is it.