My brain is engraved

With childhood thoughts

Things to do

Of this there are lots,

Sometimes you stop

And enjoy

This is a pleasure

But not a toy,

I cannot impress

The seriousness here

The chances are high

And the risks are sheer,

Going on with

The streets of freedom

Brings responsibility

Success may be seldom,

But without trying

You cannot receive

Life without worry

I cannot perceive,

So on I go

To make my way

Pushing my luck

Day after day.