Forward
who do I think I am? To try is certainly to fail
Fear is an anchor in my chest to weigh me down and
with every beat my heart reminds me, "You've never done this before"
but
my knees can shake but my legs will still move
my voice may tremble but I will still speak
perhaps I will not succeed, but I will try
and I can try again and again if need be
fear does not mean I can't do something, only that I haven't before
I won't know what I can do if I never try
there is only one way to find out
and that way
is forward.
This poem is about:
Me