constantly struggling with fears of failure
I face the truth of why I cannot succeed

I do not own my life
I do not own what is
in my possession
I do not possess the
acts that I commit
I do not commit to
the life I have been
given

there is no reason for me to succeed
the spoils of victory are never mine

I do not know achievement
I do not know repayment
I do not know enjoyment
I do not know myself

so many decisions I didn’t make
in this life that’s suppose to be mine

I am without commitment
I am without ownership

this life called “my life”
is not mine, it never was.

I want a chance
I want an opportunity
I want a reason
to give a ****
about myself

let me start over
all on my own

I will be successful
I will be great

let me do this one thing
let me jump out the door
into the cold world and
prove that I’ll be fine
let me start it all over
so that if I ***** up
I know it’s all on me
but if I succeed, there’s
not anyone to take it
from me