UNCERTAIN FUTURE
Say you are enough…
Say you will win this…
Say it is possible…
We all rehearsed that when young,
We were told to be optimistic always,
But…
No one explains the feeling of self doubt,
The fears that come with the thought of not making it,
The realization that it will be a bumpy ride.
When I was young,
My dream occupation was to become rich,
‘mama I will buy that big car, I will get you a big house’
Mama I have neither now,
For you or for me,
Thinking about it pierces my soul,
Will I make it?
But time,
Time is a constant reminder that things change,
Mr time, can you work a miracle,
Bring back the ambitious and optimistic me,
They say time heals all wounds,
Let me bid mine
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