; it’s the end where i begin
sometimes, i really wonder what if they knew what all these sacrifices in the past were for.
for glory? for trophies? for bragging rights?
no, it’s for your future.
it’s to make sure you are everything you should be,
not everything you want to be.
it’s to make you live, not survive.
it’s to make you believe, not die.
yet after all these time, even the simplest words sting.
the manner in which they speak,
the tone in their replies,
or just that plain silence.
it’s not about me being your mentor during your term,
it’s about me being your mentor FOR LIFE.
no longer will i subject myself to humiliation and ingratitude,
it’s time to carve my own path - with or without all your presence.
the ones who make the effort to follow shall be received,
and the ones who don’t - goodbye. forever.
