You expect too much from me,
I fight bravely on this battlefield,
yet you never said it was enough,
complained, I wasn’t tough.
what would it take for you to see,
that, I’m Just a baby.
This poem is dedicated to all those children who are drowning under the pressure of books and competition. Each year, through all the changes that is made in the curriculum, it is the little children who compensate. Kids can achieve anything, provided they are not pressurised.
In response to the Daily Prompt, Baby.