Not afraid to be seen trying

A poem a day: 001

As I sip
my morning coffee
I worry
that I am not
good enough, 
that my talent
doesn't rise
to the expectations 
of others. 

I gulp down
lies
like cold coffee.
Fear of 
failure
gets stuck
in my throat, 
hard to
swallow. 

Then I remember
there is no
shame in
being seen
trying. 
There is 
bravery
in pursuing
my dreams.