What if I'm not ready? What if I never get a chance? What if there is something standing right in front of me, but I miss it at first glance? What if I walk away without ever knowing that there was another choice? What if I never find my place in this world? What if I never make a real difference because I never find my voice?
I find myself standing here with uncertainties that leave me feeling lost; unsure of where my path will lead, knowing that with each step there will come a cost. I look around me searching for some stable ground, a place to rest my faith - something to grasp so that I will not drown. And I know that in the end, just like they say, everything will be alright; things will work out as they are suppose to be, but right now I feel that all I can do is fight. This fight is for me, for my right to stand here with some certainty- A certainty in where I am and who I've come to be. The future will remain a fairy tale, a legend that is untold; A dream that I will continue weaving, waiting for each chapter to gracefully unfold.

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