Lost in the Stones

Sometimes I wonder if all my efforts are just like piling stones one after another, hoping to build something meaningful.
I see friends moving through life effortlessly, and here I am, trying to piece together my future with shaky hands.
It’s frustrating but oddly comforting—like each stone is a small victory against the chaos that surrounds us.
Just need to keep stacking them up, right?
Who knows, maybe someday it’ll be more than just a pile of stones.