The Fear of a Hope
Each hope I have rests here;
My dreams, they’re still inside.
For though the hope’s to fly
'Twill be a long, long ride.
Though music sings about me
I fear to dance alone.
I run from all the ridicule;
I fear I'll always roam.
The o’erwhelming, stressful day
The long and threat’ning night
The pain of waiting, scheming -
The chance to win this fight
Is all that I’m looking for
To even out my odds,
To beat the ones who said that I
Could ne'er break through my facade.
I'm hopeful and I'm trying;
I pray and sing and say
That someday I will see
A dream to lighten up my day.
This poem is about:
Me