How just one percent can change ninety-nine percent of our life.
When I saw myself in the mirror today morning
I didn’t see anything quite adorning.
It wasn’t like I wanted to bloom into a wonderful person suddenly
It was just that there was no change in me that could be noticed accurately.
I wasn’t looking for some beautiful eyes
But I was looking for the beauty in myself through my eyes.
I was looking for a better me, a better person
A silver moonlight within me or through my thoughts a golden sun.
Regretting there I stood with the no rising reflection that stared back at me
Sorrow struck me hard reminding my mind of the person I used to be.
But it wasn’t quite long after which my smile returned
After so many thoughts that I had already churned.
I realised that the day had just started
Why was I already half hearted?
I reflect on my life everyday
Sometimes she has pimples on her face and sometimes she has so many smiles to give away.
I look at her and see what is the change
I look for one percent of improvement everyday that I could arrange.
One percent of change to make me a better individual
One percent that’s distinguishable.
One percent that makes the ninety-nine percent of me outshine
One percent of life that can define.