Just a zero from a hollow,
no rise only falls,
keeping back everytime.
Time matters, I know
but why patience doesn't make its way
Proverb provokes " Rome's not built in a day"
I wannabe me
but not this time, always failing and worning out
I wannabe a bright star without comments and objections.
Still lying low, thou I swear
I would make tries for an eternity
Hope one day I will face the sun and sky through the dark clouds.
© DK