Doubt

I start and I look back,
I pause, look down
I start to lose the track,
I can’t see the crown.

My brain is full,
my mind is empty,
I try to move forward, but I pull
I try, but I get grumpy.

I’m filled,
but not with fuel,
about to get billed,
this life is so cruel.

The hill that can’t be climbed,
The mountain that’s too steep,
I quit at first try,
When I haven’t gone deep,
I look at the mirror, I cry,
Hoping I could leap,
Hoping I could buy,
Whatever I want before I die.

I get killed by doubt,
It’s taking its toll,
I tell myself to fight,
But I can’t break the wall,
The goal’s to the right,
But I take the left, I’M WRONG,
Look up, hope I can take flight,
Hoping to get strong,
But doubt keeps telling me to quit,
Quit being a failure
Or quit being strong?
What a question to ask,
‘But who will answer?’
You! Before you get hit with an axe,
Rip the paper,
and show them the risk