Poets & Poetry

My own terms

I’m nervous… nervous as hell
But I’m happy.
After all, in the end this is what matters.
And when one day
Everything will finally be over,
After reaching the finishing line,
After the race getting over,
After all the dust finally settling down,
I wanna be standing…
Standing at the top of the castle
Knowing that
I lived my life on my own terms
And played by my own rules
And achieved
What everyone told me
I couldn’t.