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I sit here thinking about what could have been

I grasp my pencil like it’s my lifeline

I can’t stop myself

It just comes

Thoughts race through my brain as if it were on a freight train

Focus has eluded me once again

Am I going insane?

Is it everyone else around me going insane?

Thinking about what could’ve been

Insecurities, baggage, fear runs through my veins

I’m ready to bail

Something keeps me frozen in this spot, in this moment

You can’t go back

At last I’m free, I hurl myself out there

Off the cliff, spreading my wings

Fear escapes me, left my baggage behind

I know who I am

For I have seen what great things may come

No more hiding behind my shadow

All in time I now embrace what is.