Being of sound mind
but shadowed body,
I built a foundation on top my woes.

Slowly my roots grew stronger than
my trunk,
my limps grew longer,
my levies greener and prettier.

Though I am flawed,
there is no other like me,
that makes me beauty
and perfect at being just me.

I grew stronger than my old self,
because I choose to be
proud and stand amongst
the evergreens as a spruce.