Genesis - So It Begins

I do not understand metre nor prose
Hard hitting metaphors, I'll leave that to the Pro's
Be kind as you read, it's from the heart I wrote
I am but a troubled young man out here bearing his soul

So

Lend a hand lest my passion run cold
Show the way and I will try to stay on the road
What I learn, I'll pass on - that's the code
I'm just trying to get this right before my dreams grow old