The Fear of a Hope

Each hope I have rests here;

My dreams, they’re still inside.

For though the hope’s to fly

'Twill be a long, long ride.

 

Though music sings about me

I fear to dance alone.

I run from all the ridicule;

I fear I'll always roam.

 

The o’erwhelming, stressful day

The long and threat’ning night

The pain of waiting, scheming - 

The chance to win this fight

 

Is all that I’m looking for

To even out my odds,

To beat the ones who said that I

Could ne'er break through my facade.

 

I'm hopeful and I'm trying;

I pray and sing and say

That someday I will see 

A dream to lighten up my day.

This poem is about: 
Me

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