SuccessFool


Fulfillment can lead tragically to complications
Ambitions becoming reality involves other transformations.
From rags to being richer,
Not always the perfect picture
The two extreme faces of emotions now exposed
Doors to the past edging slowly closed,
By decisions to relieve guilt and apprehension
Hoping the next pasture is free from regret and tension
But the feelings do not seem to pass.
There's a shade of blue in this grass.
Move on, to variations, dream on, chasing expectations.
Will your mirror portray contentment at last?
Will envy of care-free memories become a thing of the past?