I am a fountain that flows with determination in my veins,
I improve in a pace of my own like how the ocean hums,
I see progress as if it was like the rain that pours soon revealing a beaming sunray blazing more than it was before,
All it takes is just one thing to collide,
And I'll be a star that failed to shine,
gradually turning into Stygian and losing my spark to be excel,
I mean if i become imperfect once,
I'm never considered perfect ever again