i woke up one cold morning,
and stared at myself in the mirror,
i looked tired and felt quite sick,
but my reflection said i'm a winner;
i felt like some caffeine,
so i went to make myself a mug,
hoping it would alleviate,
the terrible feeling in my gut.
today was definitely weird,
i had a certain deja vu,
that i shall have strange encounters,
and my horoscope said so too.
i thought i'd seen enough low days,
i thought i definitely deserved better,
inwardly frowning at my transition,
i remembered once i was a go-getter;
then i recalled past lessons learnt,
those seeds of wisdom so painstakingly sown,
that my actions decided the course of my day,
that i had to write my destiny on my own.
so i put on bright red nail-paint,
and wore my favourite jeans,
any day can be perfect
to go and realize your dreams!