You have seen all the various contradicting posts about how to be a writer and where to start. You have consumed enough content and now you are ready to go. The problem? You are having conflicting feelings said to the content you consumed earlier. The short answer? It all begins…

Cutting off these cursed wings is half the battle, Admitting defeat is the greatest shame, I can neither look, Neither cry, Neither call for help, For all those I ignored, Have pushed me to the wall, So I give up, I accept my fate.

A serious case of Imposter Syndrome — Who am I? What am I? What road do I take? Am I on the right path? Do I truly deserve this opportunity? What am I saying? Who even wants to listen to me? Me, the little fraud. I must run, I must escape, But to where?

Everybody is different — Everyone has their tastes, We all have our flaws, What works for me, May not be for you, We only have one life to live, So why stoop low to other’s tune? Those shoes will not fit, Because it ain’t your size, We wish for other’s talents, Yet refuse to praise ourselves, We tear down others, Because we want to feel that empty hole, Stay in your lane and I will stay in mine, For I am living for me and not you.

Brother wears head-to-toe designer, Carries iPhone and rides cool car, He frequents clubs and other hotspots, Yet he chases after small girls, Promising them a better life, Takes them to expensive hotels, Spends cash on these women, Ask him where he got that money from, He stole that cash from his wife!

This recently happened to me He keeps calling your phone everyday, He sends a billion texts, Then you block him, He proceeds to harass you via social media, Insta block, He does not seem to get the memo, He sends one last message, It is the final straw, You beg him to leave you be, Then block him on the spot, Time will tell if he would listen.

I feel like an outsider, When I stand next to her, Sure we are friends, But she seems light years ahead, And I am just me.

I raise my head and hands up high, Take in a deep breath, Close my eyes, Shut off my mind, As I feel my spirit soar above the clouds, The noise of the world is numb to me, All I can hear is my own heartbeat, I smile in victory, For the weight is lifted, I am free at last.