What is success? 

I ask myself every day. Is it defined by society, or what truly sway?

If I fill my garage with the latest cars, does it count as successful or just indulging in scars?

If I receive a promotion at work, an award for best staff, am I successful? Or just meeting societal draft?

What’s the true idea of success? What does its essence entail?

Is it vacation, designer bags and shoes in every way?

OR

Is it a fat bank account, with no plans in sight?

I ask again,

Does success mean building my dream house, with the best interior decoration?

I question myself daily, as I’ve lost touch, it seems; with what success truly is and its elusive dreams.

Will taking more professional courses meant to boost my career high help?

Will that make me fully successful, and reach beyond the sky?

Or is it marriage and kids, the ultimate success goal.

The bedrock of a successful woman, just as society claims.

What then is success? A question that stirs my soul.