JUST DO IT

I don’t want to talk.
Not cause I lack words,
Not because I do not have confidence
But for the fact I wouldn’t be listened to.
I fear my words would be used as an instrument against  me.
So I don’t want to talk .

I don’t want to dance.
Not that my legs can’t move to the rhythm,
or my hips can’t sway from side to side,
But for fear and mockery from the ones I call friends.
So I don’t want to dance.

I don’t want to sing.
Not that my voice isn’t a melody like the angels,
Not that I can’t reach each note in hallelujah,
But the fact that I might not please my audience with my style.
So I don’t want to sing.

I don’t want to think of this.
Not because of the self pity and self shame I’ll feel for not doing things.
But because I know the word I would say to myself.
“JUST DO IT”