Erratic thoughts of the perpetually unsure

I desire a mind that is streamlined and pure

I envy those with their lives together

I fall apart just at a change to cold weather

I wish to have confidence in my abilities

And to stop being a slave to my crushing sensitivities

May I see life not as perplexing, but fulfilling

And at the beginning of a arduous task, to be resolute and willing 

I wish to speak clearly, coherently, and with conviction

And not to be overtaken with my self-doubt and its inflictions

I must remind myself of the tremendous progress I've made

And to remain on the path of hope that I have laid