Layout by: Allysonkim Villanueva
Published by: Kristine Caye Emono
Date Published: November 12, 2024
Time Published: 6:15 PM
Category: Poetry
Subject: The disappointment of seeking for academic validation.
Each grade I chase defines my name,
Yet every step still feels the same.
I strive for more, but still, I fall,
Aiming high, but missed the call.
The sleepless nights, the endless fight,
I reach for stars beyond my sight.
Yet what I earn is never grand,
While others win with ease at hand.
Do these efforts even show?
When every “almost” feels too slow?
I give my all, yet lose my way—
Why is life so unfair today?
With hopes that fade, I drift away
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