I begin my poem thus, there is no an incorrect experience since every experience is true for you; When you start studying your own experience meticulously, you analyze it almost to perfection, you may try to always do your best, but that may not show your stronger side and yet you find order in words, seemingly complementing each other beautifully. Every experience serves as a learning point where we can grow into or out of as an adult, following our dreams and believing them to be true for us, we then get to a place where all we want to feel is happiness. Happiness indeed.
