Some days I can
Conquer the world
Other days I feel like a joke
Thinking is this really
Where I should be?
Do I have what it really takes?
Wandering lost in my day
Waiting patiently for days where I’m more confident about my craft
Self diseption doesn’t hold me back
Knowing not doubting
My purpose in this world
Content and happy
About what I put out in this world
Knowing I have all the tools within me
If I could just believe…
Then maybe the voices that paralyze me
Will no longer control me.