They say, often, a lot

Paddle hard or u will sink 

Is what they always said

I stood there trying to walk over water

Shunning wat I was fed

They said, I fled..

Think it as it should be 

They would often say

I stood there breaking barriers unseen

Thinking August in may

They said, I led

You are a failure in real sense

They often told

I stood there redefining what failure meant

Digging coal in gold

They said, I re-read

Time is running you live behind

I heard a lot 

Is living in future & past living at all

I often fought

They said, I didn regret

They said, I heard

Words went in air, blurred

They say, I hear

But saying won't let me change my gear

They will, I won't

Or will I?

-Diary of an Oxymoron