Like why do we have to buy engagement rings?
Isn’t that enough proof that to us you’re the best?
Why panic, hurt, and stress?
Could it be why we find no sleep when we rest?
Does this then mean only when it’s bright do we see their scars?
This is from my “Poetry of A third World Country” collection. It’s about refusing to give up amidst the challenges and problems you face in your quest to success. It tells of how nothing can stop you from reaching where you want to be apart from that sceptical person in the mirror.