Tell me all the things I’ve lost because of doubt.
Tell me about the majesty and wondrous amount
of experiences I’ve lost and went without
simply because I went along the safe and easy route.
Tell me of my insecurities that caused worlds to slip by
Tell me of the flowers and colors not yet known to my eyes
and the hues of clouds above that float in different skies
simply because I’d rather not risk the safety in my life.
Tell me of tastes and sounds that I’ll never have, nor hear.
Tell me how the smells get sweeter the closer that you near
and the tastes, they taste, like tastes of fantasies my dear
simply because I could not overcome my fears.
Tell me of a life that I’ll never get to see played out
Tell me of the praise I’ll never get to savor as they shout
and each and every fan that I’ll never know about
simply because I wasted my life wallowing in doubt.