Peace at Last

It is never easy

Ending each day

With thoughts, that tomorrow will be a similar day

A day full of disappointments

Full of struggles

Full of efforts without future success guarantee

Coming to school to learn

Heading home with wounds

Wounds that may expectations were not meant

Understanding is never achieved.

 

He said that I did accomplish what he had asked

Am I a troubled child?

Or is he the troubled tutor?

Are my friends lucky?

Or is it that they are naturally bright?

After subtracting my flaws from my strengths

In fact, there is nothing left

I cannot count on a single one

It is a culture that I have to obey

I have to learn and make people proud

But why is the motivation?

But they made it.

I should make it too.

 

A time shall come

When all the pain will be gone

The wounds will be gone

I will not remember anything

The present as they say will make me happy

Grow new memories

Forget the sleepless night

That day I will be me

Will be glad of the experienced pain

Will be thankful that I broke my heart

With my own hands

 

That day will have the capability

Of providing answers of my prior troubled self

Saying that I was the wrongdoer

Achievements with not be labeled

With the struggles and the mistakes

With pain and efforts

It will only be seen as success

The heart will not forget

In a unique way, it will label life

Finally, success will break the silence in me

Happiness will equal the struggles

The heart will be at peace

At last, life will show it worth.