Different Beginnings

My parents are different from yours,
If you say they aren’t,
Then are different the people
I had around me
At different stages in life.
Each had an influence,
Conscious and otherwise.
No way it could be
That you met the kind
I met with, in exactly the same time.
With thoughts in thousands from each of them,
Do you know what you chose to grow upon?
No way there is, you made decisions
The same as I have,
For the reasons as I did.
The point is, we are humans.
Related to us, every definition
Is indefinitely subjective.
We maybe alike -
We feel happy and sad,
Low and terribly mad,
And almost all the same emotions.
We all have similar wants:
Fame, success, family and money,
And we all have different ideas
About how to achieve those wants.
To come out for a moment,
To talk on the surface called reality,
I believe,
We are more unalike, my friends,
Than we are alike.
So don’t compare the self
To who achieved more than you
In the same time that you lived.
Comparisons make you feel
Either too inadequate, or too superior.
One gives you envy and the other pride,
Both of which you should avoid.
If you don’t succeed
Around the same time
As someone your age,
It’s not because you are a failure,
It’s because you are a story,
With a different beginning,
Middle and an end.
Why won’t they be different,
While we ourselves are.
Be patient. Patient as in, not waiting.
Patient as in, knowing that it takes
Longer than you thought,
Until you reach where you want.