I used to think I was invincible
That no success was unattainable
As long as I allowed determination and my wits to guide me
Along with the patience of learning and hard work
with appropriate application
Both innovative and usual.
But procrastination has dulled my faith
and it is most difficult to find that fervor, that zeal for success
that hides somewhere deep inside
That miniscule light peeking through
Because my self confidence has dissappated.
My past successes seem so far away
That I seem to have forgotten
the wealth of that past esteem
that which fear of growing and moving on has killed
One has to have the courage to make one's dreams, one's hopes true.
It becomes easy to do only what is necessary
Making one modest in one's aspirations.