The only voice I’ve ever been afraid of is my own. The only person I’ve ever truly been afraid of is me.
As a new picture of who I am is formed in my mind and I realize my potential is nowhere near maximization I find myself afraid of what I could create.
The irony lies in itself that the only person I’ve ever competed with is me.
The only being that I have ever perceived as truly being, is me. And yet the power that I could unleash, I am afraid.
Of the happiness I could create, I stand, afraid.
Of the influence I could yield over others I am eternally afraid.
Of the power, vision and foresight I can inspire I cower, from myself, afraid.
I am afraid to be myself and communicate who I am lest it become a crime again to be wholly awesomely me,
And yet I know there is no need to be afraid. 13/11/2011