Meeting Storm is Good

I am a loser, I have no talent, I'm not second generation, I have no path, I can't walk. I swim to change my ways and move forward, but I drown. My throat is parched and I drink the rain that falls to keep me alive. I appear as a hallucination in the limit, I say. I can walk on puddles, I can swim. I return to reality and my depleted soul regains colour. I walk in darkness, but there is mere shade, and the setting sun shines on the scaffolding that has become a sunny place, creating patterns on my plain dress. I am not a loser, I am the apex. There is no need to imitate. The sun may be setting, but elsewhere it is rising. The moon shines brightly because there is darkness. Don't beat yourself up when walls stand in your way. Just as the sea doesn't know how to get wet, so the void isn't frightened by thunder. It is good to know setbacks. You don't have to lose yourself.
Believe in yourself and the light will catch up with you.