Fear of not being good enough,

World with Judgment,

People knowing everything about you,

Mistakes talked about

being judged feelings pain

we are who we want to be

people can be different

wishing of Living

The light tapping of rain, loud at first, but slowly becoming weaker and weaker, grabs me; takes hold. I open the squeaky front door and peek a single foot outside. The vivid green grass begs for me to be a companion while it slowly moves in the ever-slightest of winds. So I walk...

I found myself

staring out of my bedroom

window,

my eyes followed the footsteps

of the strangers walking below me.

Life is a bike going through

twists and turns.

I never get it on my first try,

so I keep trying and trying

until I can take my training

wheels off.

I might get a few scratches and

cuts, but that won’t stop me,