Growing is indeed a new milestone,

Every step of the way is for us to keep and own.

But it isn’t just easy as it looks like,

It’s like starting to learn how to ride a bike or how to fly a kite.

Journey might be a challenge for some,

But every small step and slow progress, counts.

It is truly exhausting and draining,

Yet, at the same time, enjoying and inspiring.

Pressure and expectations are everywhere,

And these are the main protagonist in our own story, mate.

We’re too afraid of hitting the rock bottom,

And the feeling of wanting to be good enough and bloom like a blossom.

Some burn midnight oil just to achieve and learn,

Going through garden of roses, ignoring the thorns.

Burden in the chest, anxiety and stress,

But these things can’t make them settle for less.