A daughter, a sister
I play a role
A cousin, a friend,
I'm a different friend.They say I'm strong, and Brave
But I'm just a cowardly slave
Expectation one after another,
for me, all of them are just pressure.A teacher, a mentor, a writer,
A role I'll play in the future
though, I'm afraid I'm not ready,
Confidence seems so hard to find lately.Opportunities I let slip through my fingers,
Fear always seems to linger,
Everyone is starting to shine,
Yet here I am, still at the starting line.Dreamer and dreadfully ambitious,
Yet growing up seem so vicious.
Goals, responsibilities, and role to fulfill,
But all I ever wanted was to live my life at my will.
Everyone is already finding their role and purpose.
But here I am, still afraid, clueless, and confuse.
YOU ARE READING
Unconditionally
Poetry25 Poetries Each contradicting the first but it takes recognition to gain acceptance