Opportunity Cost

The world is not

A wish-granting factory

We forego an opportunity

To attain the other one. 

To decide which one to choose

Is crucial, affects our future

And the many other lives

We have in association.

I also made a decision,

Quite practical, profitable.

Family, friends cheered for me 

Saying, "You chose the right one."

I am fine, secure, satisfied, they think

Seeing my fake smile on the video calls

(A mask, to cover my sorrowful state)

They listen to my manipulated cheerful voice

(Hiding my regret, not making deep sighs)

Poor souls, they're being deceived.

I am devastated, lonely, regretful.

The lost opportunity is grief for life

A reminder for not being bold enough

To stand up and fight for my dreams.

I took the road traveled most

Obviously, straight and easy

Leaving the one that

Led to my desired destination.

Yes, the soul-satisfying fulfillment

Is the opportunity cost I paid

For choosing the right one, 

For everyone, except me.