Everyone around me found their own happiness,
While looking at them, I felt a hint of sadness.
I asked myself, “When will the right time be for me?
When will my efforts and sacrifices be guaranteed?”
I closed my eyes and simply felt the moment,
Assuring myself of all the progress I’d chosen.
Thinking that everything will come in its own way,
And in this process, I should never let myself stray.
The people around me continuously cheer me on,
As I run toward the top, keeping my focus strong.
They remind me that I’m never alone on this path,
That they’ll stand by me, even through the aftermath.
Gradually, I began to understand my own journey,
It doesn’t really answer the question, “When will it be me?”
It’s not about how quickly you reach your goal,
Nor is it about blaming life for being cold.
Upon reflection, I tell myself I’m doing well,
I just need to keep going, no matter what others tell.
I must trust in my own abilities and live with confidence,
And learn to love myself without any pretense.
I’ve come to realize that no two journeys are the same,
Because each path depends on one’s life aim.
We shouldn’t compare our struggles and fears,
But be the voice that celebrates everyone’s positive years.
It’s indeed a beautiful life to live,
Though there may be tough times, I’ll still choose to give.
I’ll strengthen my core and believe in myself more,
Rebuilding what’s broken and healing at my core.
Another year will come, and with it, chances will rise,
We’ll embrace them fully and leave behind our sighs.
Blessings will flow, and we’ll soon see,
And this time, I’ll make sure that it will be me.
