NaPoWriMo Day2: A bag full of gold coins

I have not inherited a bag full of gold coins,
but a bag full of hopes and expectations,.
It weighs down my shoulders,
put off my quest for free movement.
It suffocates me with its presence,
but should I be whining?
My shoulders are well nourished to carry the load,
the investments that didn't go to buy gold coins,
went into my development;
For nurturing a healthy mind, soul and body,
and inculcation of values and skills,
and indeed the time that  fostered the process.
I am the bag full of gold coins that I inherit,
Just a little polishing and self belief required.