My Own Pace

Tell me I can't do it

Tell me it's too far

I'm about one hundred meters from the finish

Didn't you say it was supposed to be hard?

Yeah, my hip's been an awful bother

Yeah, my knee might eat it

Yeah, my ankle's a bit quirky

But you don't honestly expect me to quit

Two and a half miles.... I'll run that in my sleep

And be faster than you, and you

Don't underestimate me

No, I don't want a doctor, 

Don't pull me out of the race

No matter what you tell me

I move at my own pace

Reviews

[Kait]

I totally understand and relate to this poem. I'm an athlete, a track athlete in particular, and that sport is all about pushing through the pain..no matter what anyone says, even if it's the right choice sometimes...die hards ;) Great work!

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you for reading!

[Pax]

a race of your own pace...its a race of your own well...a race of strength...
Great poem my friend...

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you so much.

[Baby Ricochet]

Great poem with a great message. Great Job Annabelle.

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you