Pestering Past Poem by Alexia Paul

As the years flew by,
My:
Dad asked me to be strong
Mom asked me to be soft
Siblings asked me to be responsible
Friends asked me to be tough
Relatives asked me to be a helping hand

After committing myself to them,
I sat down and counted my rewards
The gifts and blessings came in scores

Yet when those memories unfolded they
Screamed at my face about how I forgot my dreams, tasks, the goals in life

Here I moan,
For if I had another life I would have waited for a new day