She was a rock standing in the way,

She couldn’t be broken,

She blocked my way,

I was the one who ended up broken,

I broke down because she stood in my way.


Still my dream didn’t become impossible because of the rock,

I had to take a detour towards my dream,

It’s a dream meant to come true because my dream wasn’t stopped by the rock,

I’ll eventually accomplish my dream,

The rock will soon be a forgotten rock.


The question is, “What am I supposed to learn with the detour?”

Why am I supposed to take longer to achieve my dream?

What’s the good in the detour?

How am I supposed to be happy with the detour towards my dream?

After all, why does it have to be a bad detour?