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Making mistakes in life is part of growing up and learning. Comebacking is showing growth. |
| “Mistakes & Comebacks” I’ve tripped over choices I never meant to make, Held hands with storms I should’ve walked past, Let shadows talk me into shrinking, And trusted hearts that were never built to last. I’ve fallen face-first into the wreckage, Lost parts of myself I thought were gone for good, Stared in the mirror at a stranger Who kept asking if I’d ever be understood. But life has a way of whispering, get up, Even when the world swears you’re done, And somehow the cracks in my past became windows Where a little light still found a way to run. My comeback wasn’t loud or perfect— It started with one quiet breath, one small choice, Then another, and another, Until my broken pieces found their voice. Now I rise from the places that once buried me, Wearing my mistakes like medals on my chest— Proof that I’ve walked through hell already, And still came back doing my best. |