Do It Anyway

I felt inspired, so I wrote.
I wrote about love.
I wrote about pain.
I wrote about everything
That wandered into my brain.

I told myself I wasn’t any good.
I asked myself, why do this anyway?
Then I closed the page
And went on with my day.

I picked up a book,
Started reading again.
I felt inspired, so I wrote.
No thoughts, no plan—
But I did it anyway.

This time, I didn’t question myself.
I just said—
I do it because I can.
I do it because I want to.
Maybe I’m no good.
Maybe it won’t stay.
But if it makes me happy…

I’ll do it anyway.