By Collin Shamley
You reach that point where you’re neither in nor out
Not where you were but not where you are headed
And you feel like you’ve made little progress
But people say they are proud of you
“You’re doing a good job”
They’re rooting for you
But you want to be proud of you
Are you even rooting for yourself?
Are you willing to give yourself the extra help?
You tell yourself there isn’t a winning formula
You’ve thought of every outcome
Do you even want to win?
Is the lack of effort worth the wrinkled skin?
Will you give everything you have in you to get want you want?
Will you fall in the habitual game of getting so close but falling short?
When you’re going through tough time speak a word out of you
Instead of looking for a word for you
Get out of your own way
How sad is it to be more afraid to succeed than to fail
This is neither hell nor a jail
Stop the cycle and break out of your cell