I’m so scared
Dreaming big but feeling small
Powerless
To superstitions in my wall

Thought up photo paradises
Yet some distant lonely vices
Keep me down
Strapped to the city sounds

Not too clear on what’s ahead
Tribulation or success
With what I will be met
I’m left to second guess

Delicate
Words aren’t useful anymore
Ever since
You gone and walked on out that door

Not you I will be missing
It’s the voluntary switching
From haltered plans
Held tight by worried hands

In my trepidation
Tip toe to the constellations
Lay out open scared
Pondering my fears

I think about the future
And all that I might do there
Is win over some
Or to failure succumb

So done with being scared
And just wasting my time here
Pressing on toward my dream
Sooner or later, I will find me