
When I started writing, I was afraid that my writing would appear
Too simplistic, too childish, too boring-this fear
Had kept my hands tied for so long that I had not dared
To transform my thoughts into words, I was scared
To put my writing out there for the world to see
I was held back by my vulnerability
But one day I decided to take the leap
Since then I have managed to keep
My commitment to writing on a regular basis
My blog has become my oasis
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I had expected my writing to improve over the years
But that is not the case, it appears
There are days when I feel my words fall short
To describe what I want, and I want to abort
My plans to write because I am not good enough
Letting go of those self-defeating thoughts is tough
But so far I have succeeded in getting back each time
Even if my writing is not good, it is authentically mine..
