like a weight off my back
that's how it felt
so relieved I thought I'd melt
Worry, anxiety tripping me up
trapped and panicky
giving paranoid glances
I don't want to be like this
so often afraid
always doubting whether I'll make the grade
is nothing to be done?
Am I a puddle of fear?
Wearing the face of a man
but a frightened boy underneath
maybe I'll face it
maybe I'll change
now that I'm free of this weight
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