CHANGES

As my eyes steadily flick the clipping of an album.
Countless achievements, come through the years
She is a jigsaw piece
And she searches
Some more everyday
So many years have passed
But she can’t forget the struggle
The change of people opinion
Oh! Those days.
Hoping for better things
Here she is again.
The same old life.
Busy throughout the day.
And never ending thoughts till midnight for her.
She shall do so much in the years to come
Like a rumbling sea
Although she achieves
A good age 25.
All achievements come to the end of their road.
Some have a long time before they fall,
She wonders how it would be for her.