A Clear Path

I may not always have a clear path...

I may even seem lost, from the perspective of your gaze

Yet I keep moving

My inner sense of direction, oblivious to your approval, keeps me going.

You wish I felt more fear, I'm sure

You wish I looked at you for guidance, of course.

But I shall disappoint you

Perhaps anger you

My chosen path, your inconvenience

My dreams too wild, my will too strong.

I may not always have a clear path...

But my steps are filled with love.

Do you know Love?

That which trumps your grip

So tight around our ankles, begging us to obey.

Only fear can make us stay

So I'd rather trust, even if blindly

That I am enough, without you

If only more could see through you

And your deceptive promises.