(Only in English language)
My strength didn’t come
from lifting weights.
My strength came from
lifting my self up every time
I was knocked down…
Everytime I was knocked down
I take my fragile wings and flutter with
them so that I am lifted up and every
time I get a little stronger and colorful.
I, a fragile butterfly with a color spell
like a flower of the Orchid familiy
can fight to be a strong
tiger within myself …
…still I rise…