Summer came with nothing planned,
Just free time slipping through my hands.
I tried writing, just to see
If it could grow into something for me.
Late nights held thoughts I couldn't name,
watching, absorbing, doing the same.
Each day I tried, each day I grew,
learning more than I ever knew.
While others chased applause and fame,
I was busy learning the rules of the game.
Not every step was bold or clear;
Some were taken through doubt and fear.
I wasn't sure where this would land,
or if I'd ever truly understand.
If I'd reach that room I had in mind,
or leave that dream somewhere behind.
I saw others rising, steady and true,
while my own needle barely moved at all.
There were moments I questioned this road,
unsure if it would lighten the load.
And a year later, the wait was done,
I was in the room I had quietly won.
Older faces, weathered and wise,
and I was the youngest, with dreams in my eyes.
Now I don't just thank the girl who stayed;
I honour every doubt she didn't trade.
Every silent night, she chose to try,
every fear she looked straight in the eye.
She didn't wait for someone to believe.
She built the room she needed to achieve.
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