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a poem by Shreya

At some point of time,
we all land at crossroads,
Lacking confidence and inspiration
to take further decisions,
It’s hard to admit that you are dumb
and others are better,
Tough to appreciate others;
even tougher when the person is of your class.
Few achieve fame at our age,
That’s the time one doubts at one’s capabilities,
When shall I be applauded? If ever?
Self assurance and buoyancy when will I discover?