Blossoming beyond / Nur Fatin Shahmina Mohd Fauzey

In a day that feels tight around you,
Whispers weave doubt in petals of unease.
Not the smartest, not the prettiest, they say,
Yet, within, blooms the magic of your own array.

More than the whispers of 'not enough' that hum,
A beauty, radiant, where stars do come.
Continue to gleam, as long as you're alive,
In the garden of self-love, forever thrive