All it takes is to start.
To open a notebook
To pick up a pen
To read the first line
Trying hard as you can
To let go that mobile
To look at the page's pile
To stop staring the clock
Shaking brain to unlock
The anxiety, to clear
Pacing up and down in fear.
Always feeling left behind
Fear of failure creeping the mind.
Then you stop and shout aloud
I'll not quit and make myself proud
Because all it takes is to start
And I'll finish, I cross my heart.