The stakes are higher than ever before.
My heart feels faint at the prospect of failure.
Have I dreamed too high?
Have I become a master at deluding myself?
Am I truly sane or a genius that excels at pretend?
Can't fail, won't fail
Look smart, be smart
Won't be made a fool.
Control,
Must control
My path, My ship,
I'm the captain.
Won't be ordinary, won't be the same
I know who I am
I'll show you who I am
Control
Must control
the emotions, the tears
Won't let you smell the fear
Control
the expressions, the situation
Don't let them see,
Don't let them find
you weak
Invincible.
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Strands of Time
PoetryA collection of feelings, hurts, experiences and lessons learnt, felt and lived. A road woven in time for 9 years and continuing. Information for Readers: You'll notice in the titles, the poems run from "Class 7 to Class 15", I started writing from...
