I stared into the sunset.
What would become of me?
When the light failed and the seasons changed,
Who would remember me?
I had done nothing extraordinary.
Nothing that caused a ripple.
So why, then, did I wish
For a place among the stars?
I have for long tried
To sharpen my skills
But it seems no use,
I have many talents, and yet, none.
I stare at the works of others
Envying them,
Wishing I could be like them.
But such is the human mind.
As I stared off into the distance,
Pondering my existence,
I was met with an epiphany
That left me thinking.
How did the others reach where they were?
Through hard work and practice.
How were they doing what they loved?
Because they had the courage to step up.
If I don't do the same,
What would I become?
A nobody, lost forever
In the plentiful sea of nothings.
If I want to leave a mark,
I shouldn't give up
Try harder; keep practicing
And the results will speak for themselves.
If I give up today,
All hope is lost.
If I want to achieve my dreams,
I need to keep going.
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