Progress

You don't want me to succeed?
Fine—
Push me in the ditch,
We can wrestle there.
Me struggling to succeed,
You trying to hold me back--
Its a war of a dance
I'm willing to learn,
It may not be graceful
But while I'm stumbling around
Forgetting steps,
And feeling my way,
You remember this:
In order to keep me here,
You're obliged to stay here too.