Walking on a straight grey road,

Nothing to see but a straight grey road.

Far in front,

There is nothing more,

Other than this straight grey road I'm on.

A bit faster I told my feet

But still, the straight grey road seems to have no end.

The sun is high and my eyes start to become blurry,

My throat is thirsty and my mouth is dry,

My legs are giving up and I am crawling on my knee,

On the hot grey road that burns my skin.

Then a voice calls out to me,

"It is not far. Just a little bit more. Keep on walking."

It turns out to be,

The voice of my heart,

I stood back on my leg,

And I kept on walking.

Forcing myself to breath like there is insufficient air to breathe.

Soon after, I saw the building,

A building with the sign.

Written on the sign is the words of my dream.

Success.

That is what written after the journey I am on.

Success.

Yes!

After all of this...

I am successful.

I reach my second destination,

On this straight grey road.

My inspiration.

It took me years before I could build a house for me. After eight years, now I have a home. It is not an easy task and the problems are not yet settled but being able to live in a house I can call home is my second successful goal in life.

Giving up is always an option but it is up to us whether we want to give up or not.

I always say to myself, "If I give up now, I will never taste the success in life."

Nothing to regret if I already did my best.