My Fear

There are days when I tried hard,

the thoughts of failing left my soul jarred,

sometimes I had a good day, at times my struggles were left marred.

Hidden in my struggles is despair,

yet my mind still strive to always prepare,

because one wrong step might lead me to err.

Those who can help, needs help,

those who should give a leaning shoulder, needs a shoulder to cry on,

those who should serve as a guardian, needs to be guided.

Verily, I'm a man on my own accord,

and failure is one my heart abhorred,

the fright is my strength, so my passion for success soared.