Sitting with the liar called self doubt
She seeks to cripple my legs
To turn me against myself
To make me stumble
She doesn’t know that even in my stumbles, I grow and learn
She forgets that I love how she looks out for me
For it’s truly her fear that drives her
Fear that we will disappoint
Fear that we will feel out of control, lost
Fear that we will discover we aren’t who we thought we were
That’s the rub
The worry that the beliefs we hold about our gifts and our calling may be the lies we’ve been following
Then what?
An unexpected path To a destination yet discovered And a deeper truth
What’s to fear in that?