What if you’re not meant to be a writer,
What if you’re not meant to be an actor,
What if you’re not meant to be in the arts?
That you can rely on until the future,
That you can explore until there’s no end,
That you can be without being an impostor.
How will you know if you’re being busy is worthwhile,
How can chances play with your life?
If only it’s easy to play with another chance that easy.
Trying
Believing
Holding
Life
Tired