It Feels Like That Sometimes Poem by Mwenyeji Spikes

Another bright dawn, early morning and the rooster crows
Woke with hope but a lingering need for a little break to catch a breathe
Later I've been gone far gone almost Inaccessible to self
Other times I hold my chest out, heart bulging with confidence.

Standing in the crowd but still doubt invades
Suddenly I feel empty and out of place
A wave too indignant to push people away
Other times I enjoy the blissful tranquility of being indoors

Sometime I talk in whispers for the fear of not being heard
Other times my body is crumbling with Exhaustion
When I look at the world am overcome by the desire to care less
When self-doubt rocks I feel tiny spaces in my heart fill will rage

We will never know the magnitude of our eternal desires
But daily we seek heightened awareness on our purpose here
Other times we feel other eyes on us being looked, microscope on us
At the end of the day who care whether doubt or confidence wins?