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.

ONYEOMA.