Self Pride..

With pain in his eyes,

With thunder in his skies,

He knew it was a cinch to give up;

He knew he can't raise the bar,

He knew he can't touch the sky. 

What he didn't know,

That he was  born to reach the stars.

He was born to embrace the scars. 

 His beauty shimmered in all possible ways,

But he stood blind. 

He had applause all over,

But he stood deaf.

It was a free world outside,

But he was trapped in his mind. 

 People looked for him,

But he wished to hide.

The world remained fine,

But he needed some self-pride.