I tried to be a perfect girl but I was only human.
Among the many dreamers I’d seen, I was only a new one.
I wanted to be someone, I wanted an appreciation or two.
I wanted to leave a mark, something great I wanted to do.
I tried to change myself, I tried to suppress the voice of my heart.
My heart was telling me to take it slow, that I was making a wrong start.
But I wanted to be known as someone who offered a dedicated piece of them.
My dedication was my dress, with hard work it would get a perfect hem.
In the midst of my effort and the sweat that dripped,
My heart spoke again and told me that I was hit.
It told me not to worry my little mind,
That I could do all I wanted but to myself I’d to be kind.
I listened to it this time and learnt ,
That pushing yourself too far will only get you burnt.