on cowardice
“but somehow
i will show the world
what’s inside my heart
and be loved for who i am”
perhaps at the end,
it was just all in my head;
that i wasn’t allowed to pursue my dream,
because of money,
because of reality,
because of my family.
no,
it’s because of me.
i didn’t have the courage,
i didn’t have the strength,
i didn’t have the confidence,
to chase after the chance.
the chance to thrive,
the chance to shine,
the chance to flourish,
the chance to fly high.
i thought i fought hard,
against my father,
against his standards;
but after all,
the only thing i resisted,
was my very own heart,
that is so torn and hurt.
you asked me: so what’s it actually about?
i think i have the final answer now:
i was too afraid to face my fear,
because everyone around me had doubts;
they looked down on me,
they discouraged me,
and saw me as a clown.
and i was a coward,
for i let myself drown.
but because of you,
i see it now.
i finally see you,
and my genuine self.
