Past the grabbing fingers
Circles around those who chase
Proud
Confident
Beautiful
Never failing
Perfect
.
She thought to herself
.
She laughed in the face of adversity
And danced in delight
When danger touched the edges
Of her mind and feet
.
It pleased her
To be the last man standing
The one who held out longer then the rest
So special
So unique
The one who had
The luck of God
.
She thought she had the luck of God
.
So she did what people before her had dared
Claiming she was special
Claiming she would be different
Claiming what didn’t happen
.
She fell into the mouth of danger
Slipping in the cracks
She was swallowed
While all the people
Already in the stomach
Laughed at her
As the people sitting far away
Laughed at her
.
She thought to herself “Why was I so stupid”
.
But it was too late
And her pride
Tripped and humbled her
To be a fateful story
For those
Who wanted to dare
Who thought they were perfect