Josh Adams Poet Rhyme

I Need Your Help

You tell me I’ll be great.
You tell me I will fail.
I fight to become first rate,
And I am hanging off the rail.

Well which is it?
You must surely decide;
For my candle’s already lit
And my moral’s been cast aside.

I rely on you for strength
And yet my strength it greatly varies;
There’s days where my vision’s taint,
And days where mountains I carry.

How can you say I’m wrong?
I do what I am told;
I work so hard and long
Knowing my being will surely fold.

You say it’s not good for me
As you reveal the weight I bare;
And though your words will make me be
Mother, I am rather scared.

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