Why?
Why attempt? Why try?
I won’t soar, nor will I fly.
I stand there, a blank look on my face
think to myself “why am I in this place”
All of the eyes are piercing my soul,
i hope they won’t stop me from reaching my goal.
What I have to say is on the tip of my tongue,
but the chance that I’ll say it is a million to one.
The reasons I dread, the reasons I sigh
are understandable but I don’t know why.
Why do I fear speaking aloud,
expressing my ideas to my peers in the crowd?
To make a difference, starts with change in oneself
i can no longer justify the fear that was felt.
So I got up and spoke with no time to prepare
looking into every piercing eye that stared.
Though not easy, I must say,
I’m a better person because I overcame that day