I believed me
when I told myself I couldn’t do it.
I believed me
when I told myself nothing could be done.
I believed me
when I told myself nothing could change.
I believed me,
but I was wrong.
poem- boxed September 21, 2015
You’re inside a box,
safe within your preconceptions,
covered with the dirt of mediocrity,
buried alive.
Shawn L. Bird 