Is Success Everything

As my eyes steadily flick the clipping of an album.
Countless achievements, came throughout the years
She is like a jigsaw piece
So she Search.
And search some more everyday
So many years have passed
But she can’t forget the struggle
Oh! those days.
Hoping for better things
Here she is again.
The same old life.
Busy throughout the day.
And never ending thoughts till midnight for her.
She shall do so much in the years to come
Like a rumbling sea
Although she achieved
A good age 25.
All achievements come to the end of their road
Some have a long time before they fall
She wonders how it would be for her.