I'm stacking up the blocks,
But you just break it down.
I pass a smile to you,
And you return a frown.
I start to take the first few steps,
But you just pull me behind.
You try to push me down,
While I'm just trying to be kind.
I try to help you out,
But you'd rather see me cry.
You say I can't do anything,
That I shouldn't even try.
But if you push me off the road,
I'll still get on the track.
I'll still continue my journey,
'Cause there's nothing holding me back.
No matter you say, no matter what you do,
I'll still do what I want to.
There's nothing holding me back.
~!~Ana
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PoetryDo you think something's not real, A legend , a superstition. Did you ever want an answer, A reason, an explanation. Stories could be fake, People could too, But it's not in our hands, To define who's who. Like how a picture is worth a thousand word...
