I accept risks from things I am eager to have, and so must you.
“You’re not gonna make it — “ my ears were badly disabled hearing this from people with an unknown purpose in my life; however, I have come to ponder little by little that those were the words I strangely get a lot when my potential is being noticed.
And why do some humans have the hobby to bring down those who are trying to climb from their own tower? They have their own place, but they fear seeing someone succeed in a round they used to strived for. Is it because they loathe the idea of being surpassed? Oh, what a pity…
I’ve been in many unsure spots for the fact that I am clueless for what is really meant for me. A lot of people tried to “shoo” me where I was consciously standing, with sweat beads on my forehead and shaking hands. But I proudly straightened my stance for I cannot go back without any touch of either failure or success.
Envious mouths can mock me all the way to my tiara, but they can never get a second to refrain me from having a taste on my reign…
Throw me stones of doubt, but I won’t show you anything; rather, I’ll make your eyes see something about me — that opportunities will offer me roles that you once kneeled for.
When no one tries to clap for me, I will clap for myself.
