Potential

About: Wrote this after I saw an Instagram reel on how people are apparently wasting their potential.

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Potential, Potential, Potential.
Let me tell you how much I have
been made to hate that word.

It is not something unique to someone
Everyone, and I mean, everyone
has the same potential
but never the ability to show them.
And some, simply do not want to.

It is not a word, it is not a boon
it is a curse to whoever has ever heard the sentence
"You have so much potential".

Yes, maybe I do have potential.
So does a stalactite, what's the point?
Eventually both will fall and face the same fate,

Break down. Disintegrate. Dissolve.

What's the point of having potential
when you never get the point of showing it?
Or perhaps, you never got to the point of even being
able to fathom the fact that — you can.

Then again, the potential I see in myself
is not the potential you see in me.
You see a doctor, engineer, scientist
under that fake disguise of free will.

Me? I see myself.
I see someone who feels comfortable in their own skin
Someone who can have hobbies — freely,
someone who CAN.
I have the potential to be anything I want to be.

Stop telling me that I have potential.

I am wasting it in favour of you, YOU
YOU are the reason why I am giving everything,
absolutely everything into this mess to try to
fix it all up, pretend that I like this,
that I like the process.

In favour of you, in favour of living, in favour of survival than thriving, in a fake fervour of a fake future to not go futile.

And within this pretension, somewhere
I am, I have been losing myself.
Maybe I will not, at the end of the day, maybe I will
find myself through these rose tinted glasses but
even then,

I know I am wasting my potential.
It's your fault.
Shut up.

bee.

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