I'm scared. I'm scared of greatness. I know I have to finish this, but what if I am unable to finish what I've started? A part of me wants to hold myself prisoner and say "I'm not good enough, I'm no worthy!" But I know deep down, that is simply a cop out.
-That I need to rise, that is the only way to thrive.
I know I am better, I know I am above all of that.
Doubt and fear are not strong enough to rule me. I stare at this opportunity, in the face, knowing I need to do something about it.
...The finish line awaits.