You can already tell it is a poem day for inspired pens. lol!!!!!!! It comes once in a blue moon so let us enjoy it.
You ask the world to free you of your sorrows,
Yet you cling to your past with your fist.
You are afraid to be let down,
To be identified as another extra.
The fear of failure brings about meekness of the mind
Inability to face the world
Always backsliding in your thoughts
When you could have let go
Like flowers wither away when they have lived life
Let it go, let them flow
Break out of your shell
Evolve into your independent self
Not afraid to scream and let out.
Take a step back and lean forward
Be bold to lay your mark
Life is too short to be waiting to be noticed.