I'm Only Human
You are only human.
You are not perfect,
and really if you were,
how absolutely dreadful that would be.
that you are not defined by your imperfections,
you are not ruled nor controlled,
Think of it this way,
you now have a chance to be better than you were,
you now have a chance to understand more about yourself,
people around you,
and the world as a whole.
So in essence what separates the wise,
from those who pretty much take themselves too seriously,
is your reaction to yourself.
You're not all that bad.
You're actually really good.
So when you look in the mirror,
and notice all the blemishes,
smile and say,
this too shall pass.
you are only human.
This extract from an Emily Dickinson poem is pinned to my inspiration board above my PC:
"Hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops - at all."