You could have grown cold, but you grew
courageous instead. You could have given up,
but you kept on going. You could have seen
obstacles, but you called them adventures. You
could have called them weeds, but instead you
called them wildflowers. You could have died a
caterpillar, but you fought on to be a butterfly.
You could have denied yourself goodness, but
instead you chose to show yourself some
self love. You could have defined yourself by
the dark days, but instead through them
you realized your light.
