Falling Back, Moving Forward

People tell me
The world is
My
Playground.
People ask me
How I do
What I do;
Find things
Find places
To go.
How nothing
Stands in my way.
What they don't see
Is the wall
On my toes,
Building taller
Every second,
Bruising my skin,
Spinning my stomach.
My eyes see
Only footprints
Ahead,
Footprints
Of my very own
Feet.
I've been everywhere
I go
And I fall
back
As I move forward.
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hey what's your name...you
hey what's your name...you look like someone familiar
hey what's your name...you
hey what's your name...you look like someone familiar
well..
who do you think I am?
She isMANGO.And
She is
.
.
.
M
A
N
G
O
.
And that's
all there is to it.
(this is my second poem
(this is my second poem about coming back to YWP after a break.) *smilz*
welcome back : )
welcome back
: )
why thank you!
why thank you!