Trying to juggle at 1am,
Trying to catch those god damn balls,
Trying to throw them the"right way",
Trying to do everything everyone tells me,
Everything that I can't do.
Thoughts swirling in my brain,
Fogging my concentration.
Self-doubt arising,
wondering why no one has called me a failure yet.
Questions screamed to the universe.
All this fuss,
Just for three juggling balls,
Three juggling balls which I can't juggle,
Three juggling balls leading to my accusation of a failure,
Three juggling balls questioning my capacity.
All this for three juggling balls.