Cost of Success
I failed and I failed . I have no regrets because i failed . I tried so hard to get success. Some way or some how it did not work out but I never quit . I never stopped . I keep doing it . I know that one day I may succeed but what is success. Money , riches , fame and power . Is it glory ? Yes I crave those things but will it make me happy.. Yes I think so . So I keep doing it and it worked . I am now living the desired life . No more mockery from little minded folks whose pessimistic views have overshadowed their assessment of me. I am now surrounded.with luxury and splendour. Yes this is what the world wants of me but is it what I want of myself? I am basking in the euphoria of richies and affluence but I still go in search of more. I continue to fail . I want to be like Elon and to be praised like Trump . I am successful in those things and I am happy . I have reached the sun and I look down on Earth and all my achievements. People love me and children want to be like me but there is something left . I gained the whole world but I forgot to gain happiness.Decde I succeed or did I fail . You should be the judge . My palace is a dungeon. I am in chains . Shackled from head to toe. My bedroom is a spectacle. I cannot lay with my lover without the paparazzi peeping . Did I succeed ! You be the judge but I will rather want this than live like a pauper. Money could be a problem but poverty is worse . In ability to pay bills and to be humiliated by the family, friends and the public can be some really bad or may be a curse . I did not fail . I have succeeded.and have put all my foes to shame because everything in life carries a price .
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