Some call it cowardice
And that I accept
Though really it's prejudice
I feel I am the reason my mother wept
My parents expect so much of me
To do something that I hate
It's like being in a choppy sea
I fear I cannot pull my own weight
I have a great brother
With doctor's tools or baseball bat
He's loved by Father and Mother
How do I live up to that?
For I am just an Average Joe
Nothing special about me
To be brave, I wish it was so
Where can I find the key?
They have such high standards
That I fear I can never reach
For a long time have I wondered
What boundaries must I breach?
My soul cries to be free
I want to be brave
But how can that be
When I always cave?
Can I find my strength?
Can I please them all?
I feel it would be heaven-sent
If just once, I could answer the call