How I was supposed to go
Navigating life’s devious ways
Emerge successful through the maze
Mentors everywhere I sought
If I followed them, so I thought
Shape myself along the lines
Of their lives, I too could shine..
To mould myself, hard I tried
My gut instincts I tried to hide
I was convinced I did not possess
Intrinsic qualities for success
If I tried to follow my heart
My chances of success it could thwart..
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Although modest success I did gain
Not following my instincts gave me pain
Success was never quite attractive
In others’ methods it seemed captive
Then one day in quiet introspection
I realized on closer inspection
What kept me perpetually discontent
Was following others, that I did now resent
My own canvas I needed to paint
My unique expression I did not need to taint
With thoughts that did not belong to me
In a new light suddenly I began to see
How gifted I was, in ways singular
How being myself was much simpler
Special I am, uniquely designed
My purpose in life I have to find..