Prevail

February 16, 2016

I see,

Darkness on the horizon.

No chance of escape.

I probably won't be surviving.

It's hard to believe in myself,

When the world wants me to fail.

I can't wait to see their faces,

When I finally prevail.

So the lesson I remember from school is that I might as well just quit,

Forget about my dreams because they aren't even worth it.

I'll never be good enough in the minds of my peers,

I starved my dreams yet I continued to feed my fears.

Why did it take so long to realize I was running the wrong way?

Their words hurt me and led me astray.

Well guess what? I am learning to start again,

This is a starting point, not an end.

They may have thought I would never get back up,

I wipe sweat from my brow and realize I'm good enough.

Sometimes hurting is just growing pains,

No one comes out of the fire the same.

I know,

That there is still hope for me.

Things sometimes hurt.

But I still believe,

No long will I fall down,

Because the world programmed me to fail.

I am the glitch in their system,

And I am going to prevail

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