I'm scared of this page
shit,
I'm terrified.
I can't write
what am I doing?

I can't do most other things,
so I try
again and again.

I image the woman of
the past.

in your case as in mine
I find confidence
a
difficult task to obtain

I take a drink knowing the confidence
will come soon

this world's youngest writers could not
be so cursed by such
mediocrity