So Forward I Move
On a winding path I wander Ahead of me I see a mixture of light and dark Because born of sadness, joy is Branches whack me in the face Roots shooting from the ground try to trip me My sack weighs as much as I, And a chain attached to my heart continuously pulls Trying to bring me back home To turn back to familiarity will surely be my demise Curiously forward into the unknown is the only way Not everybody is happy But nor am I My own happiness is above all If I must fight to get it I will fight So forward I move Nothing gets easier But closer to the next step I get Closer to my own destiny, My own fate, I grow So forward I move Because I have no desire to turn back No hankering to pick up the shackles that once defined me They still leave their marks, But no longer overtake me So forward I move The road continues to wind The lights surrounding continue to be blurry and broken every once in a while But I continue to move forward On my own path Moving in my own direction Because it's my life
This poem is about:
Me
Our world