Sacrifices
“It’s too late”
Words I won’t utter,
The search for success,
Has replaced the search for a lover
It’s 3:30 AM, wide awake
No sleep, momentum never slows,
Sacrifices will reap, that I pray,
Watch out for me,
I’m about to glow
Sometimes I wonder,
Wonder why I wonder?
Failure anxiety has me questioning,
Pressing, stressing,
The issue,
What if I never make it?
Haunt your thoughts,
This what they taught,
Mom and Dad would always say,
“You are who you are,
Not who you want.”
Have you ever heard your parents not believe?
God works in mysterious ways,
Survival of the fittest,
And when I conceive,
Then achieve,
I’ll mention,
My adjusted vision,
That they said they’ll never see
Have to become a lawyer to defend myself,
My passion is in these words,
I’ll see in 10 years if it lasted,
Then I’ll learn,
All the sleep I fasted,
All the nights of sadness,
Long term project,
Check up yearly,
Anything but my best,
I reject,
That’s why I say
“It’s still early”
