As a man, I never stood tall,
Lost in shadows, fearing the fall.
But as a boy, I crawled through the night,
Learning fear's grip, its haunting might.
In the innocence of youth's embrace,
I felt the tremors, the doubts I faced.
Yet, with each step and stumble made,
I found courage, though delayed.
As a man, I grapple with the fear,
Of what could be, of what is near.
Creating ripples, waves of dread,
In hearts around, where silence bred.
But as a boy, I once did follow,
Guided by dreams, no limits to swallow.
In the playgrounds of hope, I danced and played,
Unaware of the future's shade.
Leadership, a mantle heavy to bear,
As a man, I faltered in its snare.
Yet as a boy, I looked up wide-eyed,
To heroes and mentors by my side.
Now, in this journey, I strive to lead,
Not with force, but with hearts to heed.
For strength lies not in dominance alone,
But in compassion, in seeds sown.
As I reflect on the boy I once knew,
His laughter pure, his spirit true,
I rediscover lessons, simple and profound,
In the echoes of childhood's playground.
So let me not forget the boy within,
Who dared to dream, to laugh, to spin.
For in his innocence, lies the key,
To unlock the man I yearn to be.
Fear not, for fear shall pass,
As courage grows, beneath the glass.
With every stumble, every leap,
I learn to stand, my soul to keep.
As a man, as a boy, intertwined,
In the tapestry of heart and mind.
I embrace the journey, the twists and turns,
With each lesson learned, wisdom burns.
Thus, I walk this path, both brave and true,
In reverence to the boy I once knew.
For in his footsteps, I find my way,
To lead with courage, come what may.