Persistence

As I wait for my time,

I am stuck in my hole.

I desire to stand up and fly.

I desire to try and succeed.

But all I get is excuses,

Reasons to give up,

Reasons to conform 

Not to make me better 

But to stop me from growing.

Yet I want to fight.

To keep running.

If I stop my progress 

I stop living.

I want that reward,

And I know it cannot be given on a silver platter.

I fight on,

Fair, wise, and intense.

I do not ask for respect, praise, or notoriety.

I ask for a chance to show why I do deserve it.