If you ever have to weigh a scale of realism
Please chose a fitting weight
I know you know your vulnerability
And that should be the center for all what it takes
Don’t carry an overweight, trying to please me
Yet, I will only notice the folds on your face
When you trying to raise what you can’t hold
To impress me I will just point out the mistakes
But what if you lift what you can take
The composure , confidence at your space
I’ll be proud and clapping for your winning
While envying what you good at
Coz you giving it your best
I know at some point, there lies your insecurities
Wanting to fit into spaces
But have you ever thought what you could bring in contribution if you be your real self
There is a struggle with this young adult
His enthusiasm and vision are what draining him to waste
He’s unsolved puzzle with no hint wanting to get it all at a go
But does he really stand a chance ?
Or, One has to be created for him to make a choice
There is a tough balance between what it is
And what you want it to be, to term it best
Cause you ain’t pleased with what you having now
That’s why you drain the last drop of gasoline
To ensure you at the next step
But as you do that, don’t work with what you can’t pull for now
Because it will drain all your energy and not far it shall take you
So if you are to choose a scale of realism
Please choose a fitting weight.