I and success stand parallel in your way
Cut my throat and pave your way
You have no option but to rip me apart
Else this world would call you, “no more smart”
There used to be a time when you couldn’t see me in any stress
But now we stand against each other and show our talent to suppress
Winning more candies from the teacher than I did, is no more your aim
Pushing me back to the wall is your new emulous game
My friend, make a camouflage and test your dart
Because I might hit back and show my art
As
I and success stand parallel in your way
Cut my throat and pave your way
You and I suffer from the syndrome of rival
Pinning each other for the fight of survival
There is one product and many takers
Come on and challenge the conventional law makers
This pursuit has made us hollow from within
As we are happy flaunting our virtual grin
There is no point running away from the innocence of reality
As we all are in need of only a meager dose of practicality
Note: This is my attempt to show the hind side of this competitive world
