Of Limitation and Intimidation

The things that I think I’ll never be good at
are  the things that I want to be good at,
the most.

I wonder,
is there really such thing as limitations?
or is it something like self-intimidation?

or perhaps
I can call it,
self-protection?

when the voices within telling me
not to try too hard
to spare myself
from the possibility of devastation.

Yes, I figured it’s nothing more
than just self-esteem;
a troubled one.



Disclaimer: All poems may be or may not be from my own experience. Some are merely from observations. Just chill, don't speculate 😝😝