Wings...

I am not a fairy,

But this mortal still boasts wings,

Engraved with hope,

Intricate with courage,

Lined with self-esteem,

Fabricated with my mistakes,

Which compel me to rise,

Every time I fall,

Which assist me to fight,

Every time I'm consumed with horror,

Which befills me with pride,

Whenever self-doubt resides in this heart,

Which keep me humble,

No matter how great the accomplishments,

Which help me learn,

However trivial the err maybe...