I sit down and stare at a blank sheet of paper
trying hard to focus on my heart
as my pen begins to flow
my are thoughts taken over by emotion -
my mind is now in overload .
the ink becomes smeared
with every dropping tear
scared to face my own life's journey
i stop myself before my pen reveals to much
and tell myself
nothing is too tuff to overcome
the thought of losing makes me fight
without the defeat
who would i be
