Moved into a new city full of lights
Full of distractions and long sleepless nights
Hundreds of people walking by my side
Bearing untold stories and reasons to hide
I was scared and doubtful of my will
'Cuz I was a girl who was anonymous still
A race was seen, an envy was felt
Mingled with slight selfishness and a lot more to be dealt
I tried to be like them and ran the race
But fell badly on my knees and couldn't keep up the pace
The game of name had already begun
The journey had started from no one to someone
After many falls and days in disguise
I choose not to give up and still I will rise
I will make it to the zenith of excellence, to the top of the hill
'Cuz it doesn't matter to me anymore if I am anonymous still
Anonymous still but very relatable. That is what matters. Nice work.
The journey had started from no one to someone .....you have to bear many hardships on the road to success.As the game proceeds you will learn to handle the politics too...Good write.Thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful way of expressing the journey of life in a crowd unknown to you
Thanks a lot for appreciating my poem..