Just as you make me proud
I want to make you proud too
But I don't know what I doubt
That keeps me shackled to the ground
And prevents me from achieving my goals
Fear of failure grips me tight
As I fight to loosen its grasp
It has over my mind and soul
Dragging me down to depths of despair
Holding me back in inertia
Denying me to see pride shine
In the eyes of the ones I love.
©®Susmita Mukherjee