Learning your road
A road ahead
unclear and untrue.
You follow holding hands
of those who mastered
what you did not.
Noise all around
Yet the road still hazy
from all the crazy.
You walk with pride on the coming years
with all your peers you had cheered.
Yet the length to long to count
you feel restless
uneasy at most,
and on the third
you begin to boast.
Feeling high with the path you walked
brings rise to a wall
that makes you feel blocked from any call.
Try as you might the fourth brings fall
to those that walked with their all.
Their path reaching an end
yet the fog still condemned
even with all your amends.
Everyone cheering on the last
only to remember what you past.
A road may seem it came to an end
but never forget that it can bend.