Not everyone's cup of tea,
But successfulness only key.
Easy to say,
Difficulty was in mending my way.

From under the feet to above the sky,
Every moment did I die,
And very hard did I try,
To reach very high.

Never believed the society's tales ,
Because their fakeness had no measuring scales.
My mom had a tension,
About their impression.

Knowledge is that hidden treasure,
That gives me immense pleasure.
Now that I am ready to handle all the pressure,
And prove myself the best in the coming future.

For they say, "change is the only constant" of life,
And one who doesn't remains an ignorant wife.

The poem is based on my mom, who was willing to change.

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