I Can

I was convincing myself of my incompetence. 

When really, everyone was subtly cheering me on. 

I thought it was clear that I was unable. 

When really, they were confused-

There is guilt in staying idle. 

Guilt that increases with time. 

They used to encourage me when I was a shy child. 

But now their words sound harsh as I have grown. 

It is not guilt that inspires action-

But rather the screams of reality. 

That to me is a whisper that is teaching me the path-

That prevents me from fading like the possibilities.

anxietyfree verse

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