You are too afraid to tame this crippling fear.

Of what may happen if you dare.

You resign to taking a backseat.

And building castles in the air.

You convince yourself you’re not good enough.

This is as good as it gets.

You tiptoe through life, casting your dreams aside.

Shutting down your plans to dare.

You think it’s too risky to leave the comfort zone.

And dare all alone.

You prefer to believe your self-inflicted wounds. 

You backed yourself into a corner, devoid of all hope.

Intent on shrinking your goals.

The years pass by, but you’re still restless.

You backpedaled; now you wonder.

What if I dare and find what I want?

You pay mind to the nagging thought: why not?

Bridging the gap between dare and forget.

You’ve lived a succession of battles.

Mostly fought in your inner terrain.

You fabricated a gamut of excuses.

Suddenly you wonder if you were sick or leaving for good.

Wouldn’t you ask yourself, Why didn’t I dare?

You still worry about those who love to find faults.

They’ll ask you, “How can you dare?”

Tell them fear is your driving force.

There’s no way except to fall and get up again.

And when you finally dare, you feel like you’ve hit the right key.

Put the car in the right gear.

Steered the long boat safely to shore.

It all falls into place; you were right—you can!

The time has come for you to dare.

Be humble; you’ll get what you want at last.

Believe; don’t accept one iota less.

You have everything you need; now dare!