In I stood, with courage in my soul, With hopes as bright as a glowing coal, Yearning for success to come my way, To secure my place in the light of day. But destiny had other plans in store, Not a glimpse of luck, only closed doors, No key to unlock the treasures I seek, Just a faint glimmer of hope, so meek. From the carnival of life, prizes so bland, A mere taste of what I envisioned firsthand, Every stride homeward felt like a chore, With disappointment knocking at my door. Quietly I...