A poem about determination and dreams. Honest reviews greatly appreciated and rewarded.
|You are a flightless bird with dreams of flying.
You find endless ways to keep your dreams from dying.
And though others have tried to change your mind,
you refuse to keep your dreams confined.
With each failure, your dreams are kept alive,
the fire of hope forever burning inside.
You will one day make your dreams come true;
flying high in the sky as many other birds do.
With the wind beneath your wings...the sun on your face;
the joy you feel can't be replaced.
I am proud but envious of your victory,
wishing to find the same joy in me.
I am a flightless bird with no dreams of flying.
Disappointment has given me no reason to keep trying.
Motivation has left me long ago
and my dreams are grounded without hope.
I find it too easy to just give up,
to throw in the towel when I've had enough.
Shame from failure dictates my life.
It will not allow me the chance to fly.
But I look around and I see you;
your hopes and dreams shining through.
Is it that determination is not my issue,
but that I just haven't found a strong enough dream to cling to?