It's hard to see what I have been through.
With paint on my face, it's easy to cover the pain.
I will never reach the top if I continue to play this game.
I'm lost and hope that the road to success awaits my coming;
For the road with cracks, and rough edges is coming to an end.
No longer will I shed a tear.
No longer will fear win.
I can see it, the path that makes me happy,
The path that made me feel disposed,The path that hurt me in the past;
I will rise to the top, I will make it.
This path that I'm in was just the beginning, now it's time for me to win.
YOU ARE READING
The Path to Success
RandomThis is my upload for this week. I wrote it in eighth grade for my Language Arts class.
