I’m measuring my life, I fear
In terms of boxes that appear
To have been created by people around me
I have been checking them off diligently..
Educational qualifications, career goals, material possessions
Vacations, hobbies, leisure activities- in true confession
Are guided by the narrow boxes designed
By the society keeping averages in mind
But if I keep measuring my success
By boxes checked off, how would I truly progress
In life, when copying others is all I seem to do
I am not being original or authentic, it’s true..
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Let me forget all boxes and bucket lists for now
And clear some space in my head to allow
Free movement of ideas that are authentic to me
Let my successes (and failures) be rooted in originality
Passion...unbridled 