My hands have grown strong from constantly picking up my broken pieces

For this, I am grateful

My back has grown strong from carrying around the weight of my failures

For this, I am thankful

My legs have grown tired from aimlessly wandering around in search of a better me

But little did I know that I was searching for something I had already become something beautiful on my journey of self repair

These changes came without me knowing and more come everyday

And for this, I am hopeful