Will I go down like the sun?
Will I go anywhere?
Something about seeing the sun going down
makes me feel like I should feel a certain deepness;
there's just so much strength and meaning to it.
It gives me that tough love, telling me I need
to be stronger; it makes me want to break all the walls in my way;
it tells me I can but it won't be anywhere near easy, tough love again.
These are feelings and fears inside of me,
but I don't know why hard work scares as well as inspires me.
Must not have anything dishonest here right now.
I feel a change or a want for a change from
the beauty and value of this sunset;
I want it and fear it so much, but I know I want it more!
The thought of being beautiful like a sunset
inspires me and makes me nervous simultaneously,
but the fear is not huge;
I can get rid of it by thinking of the greatness of what's on the other side,
Though I can never permanently exterminate it.
What's with this fear of change anyway?
I should be afraid of staying at this place of not good enough;
that's worth being afraid of.
Let me wake up tomorrow and not have that fear anymore,
and thank the sunset for it.
I hope I do not go down just yet;
there's just too much to do.
I hope I will go everywhere I'm meant to be.