They want to see me fall.
They want to see me fail.
I will still stand tall.
I will still prevail.
Giving it my all,
Pulling back the veil.
Walking down the path,
A tiny little trail.
Narrow is the gate,
Difficult is the way.
Planning my escape,
I just hope and pray.
Toxic are my traits,
But I won't let them stay.
For I know there is a day,
I will not disobey.
About the Creator
Dylan
Hello, Welcome to my creative journey!
If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)8 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
Awesome poem, Dylan! Keep rising, keep standing tall!
I want to see you soar. Forget the theys and their negativity. Sky's the limit.
Still, some of us 'theys' want to see you succeed! Great poem Dylan!