Being in the 20s , the future looks scary,
Thoughts muddled up, heedless to the turmoil inside my head,
Running helter skelter to catch up with the routine without a pause,
Too nervous to gauge where the path leads and for what cause,
just go with it, says a part of me,
resist,says another for all its worth, you get to live only once.
Yet I sit here, panic stricken,
frightened to go out and explore ,
trapped in my own little cocoon,
fighting relentlessly to break out,
break out from the monotony,
for I know that sky's the limit .
Gifted are those who pursue their passion, I might say
If only I knew what their 20's used to be like.
Life is not a bed of roses, I have heard,
Monetary success is momentary, I know,
Do what you love, I keep reminding myself,
for that is the key to eternal happiness.
This is a promise to myself,
To ignite the fire, to kindle that passion.
It is never too late!
I know that I can still start today and write a beautiful ending,
As I would never want to fail without trying.