Trying To Take Control 2 Poem by Jeanette Matthews

The more I try I seem to fail
I'm tired of praying for a ticket in the mail
I realize is that what I'm running from is me
And what hurts the most is that this isn't what I wanted to be
I wanted to be the person that could speak their mind
Not someone that does as they told and happiness they don't find
Sometime I think about what I would be able to do on my own
And I think about how such a fool I am because I am nearly grown
Yet I lack the responsibilty to take the control of my decisions I want
There are alot I could just do and say to get off my chest but I simply don't
Maybe thats what it is, if I stand tall maybe they will stand down
Who am I fooling, no one I guess because that look crazy as it sound
So I will continue to be wrong about everything and let you be right
I will continue to get my freedoom taken from me because I'm afraid to fight
Like they say the hardest battle you fight is within
Because thats a battle where you have to fight both sides to the end.