You are born.
You are raised with comfort, values.
You make dreams; you pursue them all, every day.
You spend years investing in yourself, you need to repay.
You work hard, you struggle for success, to reach higher, to thrive.
You write a story you are proud of, and you keep sharing it with everyone.
And then one day, you see an old man walking alone.
He asks you to say three things you have done well in your life.
Your major achievements, your life deliverables.
You reply easily: career, travels, friends.
He remains silence.
You rephrase anxiously: friends, career, travels.
He looks at you calmly without responding.
Then, he asks you to think the three things you feel ashamed of, or pity.
He is not waiting for an answer, he leaves quietly.
You are thankful you do not have to answer.
You close your eyes.
Your flaws still remain well hidden.
You feel safe.
You walk away.
It's just you again.
You and your three achievements.
You hear a buzz behind.
Three shadows follow you.
It’s your secret world.
Your real tale.
“Why you left”? I asked.
“You prove who you are
by your weaknesses,
for which you would never speak;
it would destroy your tale”,
replied the old man.