What Is Success
What is Success
Is it being selfless
Even during moments of duress
Where I don’t try to impress
Or those times where I don’t make a mess
Which is often I confess
For wisdom I don’t profess
These thoughts coalesce
In my mind like a fortress
Sometimes seemingly useless
Difficult to access
During moments of stress
Or worry in excess
Do they reveal my lack of classiness
Or skills at chess
Over which I obsess
Is it about the way I dress
Or a life lacking fullness
Without much to bless
Shame arrives during idleness or
After periods where I am win less
It is these I try to suppress
My parents believe I am aimless
But still show their fondness
And support with kindness
My life at times senseless
Revealing all this is just a guess
So I egress
Andreas Simic©
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