Sometimes when I sit alone in quiet, my brain starts thinking of my future plans and I wonder whether or not I will be successful in them. This is a poem about my success or failure.
Sometimes I sit here
As the day goes by
And often I wonder
Will I succeed before I die?
So many plans
Go 'round in my head
Will they be accomplished
Before I am dead?
Success and failure
A path I live
Torn between the two
To which do I give?
When I look ahead
What do I see?
Success or failure
Which will it be?
Will all work out
Or will it crash and burn?
The better outcome
Is what I yearn.
No one can say
Which it will be
Whatever outcome
Is chosen for me.
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