In a small town in the outskirts of the city, exhausted , she contemplates giving in.
Trying hard to both stick to the book and think outside the box, everything is set to break or make her.
Head above water, trying not to drown, self motivation keeps her afloat.
With or against her, she forges on. Frustrated, tired yet hopeful, she makes progress.
On those lonely nights, she cries herself to sleep, still hopeful.
Misconstrued, judged and sidelined... like tides, the rise and fall is unpredictable.
Cozy night, candle out, socks on, pen down, cup empty, eyes red from crying.
Day break, she will smile and try again.
Written by Daphne Addison
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