I Carry

August 7, 2008
My shoulders are heavy,
My breathing labored,
My feet cannot move
As they hold my body on this path called Life.

I carry the weight of the world,
My world at least,
I carry my parents’ expectations,
Good grades and a good career.

My face yearns to rest,
Eyes to close and heart to slow,
To lie on a comforting bed,
Fall asleep and never wake up.

I carry on my shoulders many worries,
My appearance, height and weight.
I carry on my shoulders many hopes,
Perhaps one day I can be very successful.





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