What if?

What if?

Two words that make me hesitate every time.

What if I don’t pass this class? What if I’m in the wrong major?

But I’ve wanted to do this since I was seven.

But still, what if?

If I let what if stop me every time I wanted to do something,

I’d have nothing.

I’d be nowhere.

Sometimes the greatest accomplishments come without questioning.

Without hesitation.

And at the end of the road, I’m able to say

I did.