Confidence. Often, sadly, is not 

readily available. 

   Doubt has its way. Can you do 

all you think you can? 

   What holds you back from

completing a plan?

   Questions arise, no answers 

in sight. How will you step ahead 

through the fear and the fright, 

insecurity and dread. 

   There is always something 

untoward in your attempts 

at moving forward. 

   Often it is the way. 

   Confidence, or lack thereof, 

on this or any day.

© 2026 j.g. lewis

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