Diligence of growing up

Are humans really the smartest creature

As we often discuss?

Because we don’t even know,

Whether we are shaping our life or,

Our life is shaping us.

Elders teach us to follow the path,

Stick to the “morals” and then take the leap.

But ever wondered what happens

If we make our own path and dig it deep.

The day, “we write our own destiny”

Is the day I harp on.

But in this society of rightists,

Is this really possible without a mutiny?

The world lost me when I first witnessed the rush,

An enormous pressure ever ready to crush.

Helplessness and anxiety primed to embrace,

Others don’t believe but my sleeves really don’t have any ace.

Quotes of “one baby step at a time”

And “slow and steady wins the race,”

Turned into quit the whine,

Remain focused and pick up the pace.

Lost within the jungle of pros and cons,

The carefree days when we heard our inner voice

And followed our hearts are really bygone.