I look at these words every single day,
and wonder what they could bring.
I have these stupid problems,
which make me unable to accomplish my goal.
I'm not scared.
Why won't I do it?
Maybe I shouldn't take all of this so seriously.
Maybe it means nothing.
What if it does, though?
Why can't I do this?
It could be bad though,
if I do something.
It could be bad though,
if I don't.
I try.
I really try.
I hope one day
I'll be able to do it.
One day.
Which would be the greatest day.
The day.
THE DAY
Hey Erica,
I jsut wanted to encourage you do go do that. i know you can, and i know you will someday. don't give up on it. i love you like a fat kid love cake =)
~Jack
hey erica!! u go reach for that day!! lol!! i think i know what that "day" is!! u can do it!!! great poem!