Doubts that swim inside my head,
on my way but sit instead.
Insecurities that spread,
doubts that linger in my head.
Took each step but feel misled,
not suspecting I would dread.
Doubts that float inside my head,
returning from where they fled.
Holds me back, freezing my tread,
doubts that cry inside my head.
Remember the words you said,
watch as hesitance is shed.
Doubts that drown inside my head,
rest in peace, buried and dead.
Follow where my soul is led,
doubts that float out of my head.
In my eyes my heart is read,
push through doubts to fly ahead.
Doubts that laid upon my head,
flew away from where they fed.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy