A small gentle reminder, through this poem, that nobody is a born-anything. They’ve reached where they are by putting in lots of hours and efforts. It’s never as easy as it seems, there’s lot going on to make it as fluid and simple to an onlooker. So, appreciate the effort, and y'all who feel low because of near-zero appreciation; you do you!

I got an A+ in Math today

My friends teased me

Hooted and whistled

I just laughed along

’Cause they don’t know

What goes on behind the scenes

But I wasn’t always a Math whizz

Let’s just leave it at that

I wrote a poem today

They praised me, called it touching

Said I was a natural

I only thanked them

’Cause they don’t know

What goes on behind the scenes

But I wasn’t a born poet 

Let’s just leave it at that

I made a canvas today

Gifted it; they loved it

Claimed it must come so easy to me

I simply smiled

’Cause they don’t know

What goes on behind the scenes

But I wasn’t forever the painter

Let’s just leave it at that

Hours of solving the same damn sum

Rewriting until I got the line just right

Nearly quitting when paint spilled all over

That’s what goes on behind the scenes

But never mind

’Cause that’s for them to wonder

And for me to know.

~ r.a.w