Poem: If Self-Doubt Was

If self doubt were a person
It would be Maria
Telling the voices to shut up
That whisper to her
About all of her shortcomings
The doctor prescribed her pills
To quiet them down
She’s thrown them away
Because they weren’t working
Now drunk and alone
Their voices a quiet chorus
With her being the conductor
Of the downward spiral
Towards madness
That would set her free
From all the worries
That drag her down
So she can be an angel
Soaring above her indecision
Released from the chains
Of expectations others hang on her
For a moment she’s an angel
Beautiful in her freedom
Before she sheds her feathers
Plummeting back into those hands
She’s held that hold her down

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