Success

Success, has never come,

not in the way expected.

In love, maybe,

in family, sometimes,

in school, rarely,

in life, sparingly.

Success is fleeting,

it comes and goes,

it is flash,

then all goes dark.

I grasp but find nothing,

it’s me, I know that.

I’ve never understood,

the part I had to sell,

to purchase that idol.

Success, passes,

with barely a glance,

like the girl,

who looked through me.

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