Do I

Believe this is genuinely what I want

The truth I don’t know anymore

And even though I still light up everytime I think of it.

Still I sit here doing nothing about it

So drained you think I was a statue

If only I didn’t have to blink and pee

Would you even know I got up and moved at all.

What have I become

Not the women I had hoped to be

But the truth I had no hopes this year and well maybe that explains why everything is up in the air.

So what do I want now

And will I do something about it.

Or will I sit here and embrace what my new normal is?

And will this be who I become, or will I wake up tomorrow and see that what im feeling is okay.

But I must finish this, for timing won’t always be on my side.

Maybe this time next week I could have accomplished something and for once not look at the blank canva in front of me as if the artwork will appear on its own.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes