Naysayer

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There are

Countless

Naysayers in my head

Taunting me.

Daring me to move forward,

Doubting I am capable.

It’s like

The gas tank is full,

The windshield is clean

And

The view is clear

But

I’m sitting here with one foot firmly

Planted on

The

Accelerator

While desperately trying to

Maintain pressure on the

Brakes

With the other.

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