Beginnings are the hardest things to start with.
It’s an experience you don’t have and it scares your confidence.
It’s like adopting a child and never meeting his parents.
It’s like driving for the first time and shaking on the wheel
Or trying to tell someone a story about something you never did.
It’s like having to do things for your own good
But knowing it won’t change you.
You know you should.
You do want to but something stronger’s controlling you.
And you hate yourself for fearing the time when you’ll fail because of this very moment.
It shows why you’re not brave, you’re not independent.
Oh you wanna be so, you wanna prove the world you can do something good
But is it really to them that you owe it to?
Isn’t it your life you’re trying to do right
And aren’t you the one making decisions and feeling bad afterwards?
You need to be selfish and determined.
You need to be missing all the childish times you’ve had, think about them when you’re down but bury all of those in the ground when it comes to looking forward.
You can’t afford to waste your life because you’re too slack to stand up and act.
You don’t want to look back one day on the things you’ve never done and cry your heart out because you hate who you’ve become.
It’s not when it’ll be too late you will have a chance to make it up for that.
Focus on goals and work it all out, you’ll see it’s easier when you believe you did right, when you’re proud of  your life, when you know there’s nothing you could’ve done better in this one.