Nothing can make things worthless.
A failed mission cannot make technology useless.
A drought or a failed crop can never make a farmer any less.
A crumbled book cover or a torn page cannot make the book less valuable.
A not-so-good-looking dish cannot be any less in taste.
Everything has its own worth.
Even if it faces failures, gets destroyed in some ways— it remains worthy, unchanged to the eyes that know its value.

See what i mean?
                I am not what you think i am.
                       I am not over my past.
                I haven't overcome my flaws.
               I have not found my confidence.
      And i am not perfect at all and never will be.
   But with time I will maybe be what i wish i could be and that is perfect in my eyes, not haunted by my past and set  free by my thoughts.

i just wonder though, can someone hug you for long and tight that all the crushed bones are squashed back together.