Post its on my wall
Hits can be derailing
And it takes time to get back.
As we end up trailing
Our paths seem to go black.
It feels like we are failing,
And that we have been giving slack.
Everything becomes overwhelming
That we start wishing if we could go back.
Life isn’t streamlined
But a curve of ups and downs.
That timeline which we predefined
Never covers all the towns.
We never trail,
Neither do we actually fail
But gain lessons which weren’t expected.
So be proud of yourself and stop feeling dejected.