I May Be One Day...?

I can’t always be there to hold your hand.

I never asked to grow up, I took these

Responsibilities of my own accord.

You may not believe I can do it…

But, I don’t even believe that I can stand

On my own two feet?

But remember I was the one who took

This blind, extremely blind leap of faith.

I truly believe that I will fall and not have

The strength to pull myself back up.

I have cried tears of anger and complete

And utter sadness.

I will try with all my might to not give into

Needing you…

Today I fell back into my old ways and I am

Not proud, and it scares me to not

Understand this tired heart of mine.

It scares me that you are not here.

This fear that I know I’m about to fall,

And I don’t know how to steady these feet

Of mine. I may look like I can handle this, but here’s

The thing…

I don’t know if I really can.

I guess I will continue to try and keep putting

One foot in front of the other, pretending

That I cam good enough for this and for you.

I doubt if I ever really will be, and I’m sorry if I can’t

Be.

I am trying hard to accept this life, this life

That holds bigger things than I truly believe I

Am capable of…?