I kept hitting the lid in jump after jump after jump
Like a flea trained in a jar
I found I amounted to nothing
I was convinced I couldn't get far
I stared at my own glass ceiling
And thought I'd never get over that bar
The sky was only a distant round hole
At the top of my well
My world stretched from my feet
To the roof of my coconut shell
There was no point to try harder
As I knew I'd be sure as hell
Wouldn't' grow taller than my grandfather
I struggled to spread my wings
Knowing first I had to get on my feet
I found the courage to try something else
While my dreams remained in the backseat
Overtaken by the cares of making a living
Making sure the kids have enough to eat
And have a decent education
But I wasn't satisfied
Until I could make something of myself
I didn't care to look in the mirror
At the stranger who didn't reflect me
And say to the lonely loser
Be what you wanted to be
The weary and worn-out looking mask
That's not the face I wanted to see
I wanted to see a face reflecting the light
I longed to see a face full of cheer
I imagined an image full of confidence
Not a shadow cowering in fear
But now
Knowing I've done only what was right
And having everything I hold dear
I've harnessed all that I came with
Not comparing myself with any peer
Still plodding on through this road of life
And got this far with a conscience so clear
And above all
With no regrets
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