I'm holding myself back
To keep my fear inside
And for all the things I've lost
Is a piece of me that's died
Blank stares in the distance
Fill my welling eyes with tears
Looking back at memories
show how time flies through the years
Crawling through the weeks
Like they are made of broken glass
In a place of gold and diamonds
Far above my class
I'm scared of future mistakes
And of things I can't foresee
I'm worried that I'll let you down
And that you will hate me
I'm heading for a change real soon
But I just don't know how I'll do
So throw some advice my way
Before I start to crumble away
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