Writing never my strength
Anxiety meets angst
Meets ADD meets mania
Via nicotine and caffeine
A perfect storm for foot tapping.
I doodle, noodle, fiddle with my phone
I am incapable of being alone.
My thoughts a trailer park after a tornado,
a scary pile of toys and plus-sized panties and broken radios.
Enjoy the process, I used to say.
Way back when I was 18 and world-wise.
Before I realized I knew nothing.
Bluffing now, I write.
Hoping to place words in an order,
without borders, exceeding my limits,
to express this shit.
This shit that needs so be said.
By me, now.
Today always has the potential to be the best or worst day of your life.
Tomorrow will too.
Don't drink or fuck to change your mood or status.
Treat children with the same respect you give strangers.
Don't let a band identify you.
And most important:
Doubt will end your dreams faster than an alarm clock.
What's the worst case?
Egg on your face?
Never for a second doubt your ability.
Because the probability it goes abysmally is conditionally related to your relativity.
You are extraordinary.
Act it. Show it. Be it. Know it.
And very single day:
Tell doubt to suck it.