Let me soar into the light,
All on my own.
Let me go down the hill
And then don't help me up.
I need this more than you do,
And I probably want it more too.
You push me and push me, but
This time,
I'm about ready to burst.
I will never be good enough,
Will I?
In the light of your praise.
I've felt that once.
Once.
I try and try,
But always fail.
Maybe it's time I throw in the towel
And give up.
But that's what you want,
Isn't it?
I won't.
Not yet.
So, just
Let me go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow very deep. Your parents aren't that bad are they? Well still we all want our parents to let us go at some point in our lives, So we can spread our wings and fly! If we don't tell them to let us go then we will be crowded then we can't spread our wings and we'll fall. Luv ya Elizabeth