Training Wheels

You were afraid of being my training wheels,

Teaching me the ropes and being left behind.

You said you were my training wheels,

Getting used and tossed aside.
 

No, you weren’t my training wheels;

You were a full fledged off road bike.

Set at the top of a rocky hill,

I was pushed and forced to ride.
 

Falling, shrieking, breaking,

Tumbling farther and farther down.

You didn’t even hold out your hand,

And watched as I fell to the ground.
 

No, you weren’t my training wheels;

I could already ride a bike.

You didn’t teach me the basics.

You taught me not to ride.
 

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