Rooted

It’s a million miles between where I am and where I want to be

The way to get there is infinitely blinding and paved with stones that can’t take the weight of my hesitation

And the thing that makes me want to leave so badly is the same thing holding me back

Fear of rejection

Fear of being insufficient

Fear of being out of my league

The road to you is one of a hundred laid out in front of me

And the first step is the hardest one to take