Success doesn't come without risk
But how do I silence my anxiety?
Paranoia is engraved in my mind's disk
Doesn't help much, this judgemental society
What shall I do?
How can I thrive?
Without alternatives in view
How can I survive?
All these voices inside my head
Tell me my future is hanging by a thin thread
Once the thread breaks
So will my heart and hope
Unable to see things at stakes
Hovering over a fire with a rope
Success asks for risks
The mere thought makes me faint
The batter of failure my mind whisks
While throwing away my weak complaint
I need to change
I know that
Need to step in the range
Stop hiding in my flat
But what if I am being ruthless and not opportunistic
With the sword of failure hovering, how can I be optimistic?
Fear of failure is haunting me
While my heart wants to give it all
My brain is skeptical without guarantee
Doesn't even try to fly cause what if I fall?
Success calls for risks and chances
The gamble I am afraid to make
Fate doesn't melt at my pleading glances
But can bring me down hard, a single mistake
How do I gather courage and hope?
With a coward's heart in my chest
I do see the vastness of its scope
But my mind doesn't believe it's for the best
Am I letting go of the ultimate chance?
Or dodging a bullet, breaking the trance?
Am I avoiding my life's doom?
Or Will this gamble make me brisk?
Time is running as I make my mind in my room
After all, Success does demand risk
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Hey, SUPER short on time as tomorrow is my pre-board of maths. So, ya, I had to go through hell to get you all this.
Here is a quick bye. Wish me luck!
See you Soon!
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Midnight Poetry (2): Dark Poems With Concealed Motivation
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