Commitment

I am sorry I drop it every now and then.

Promise I won't give it up this time. Promise I will change, and I really try to. Every time a tragedy occurs, I think about it and prepare myself to do my best. Thinking, "Be patient, take some time, you will figure it out." But then I snap. Snip snap snip snap

I forget everything. I take a pen in my hand, an ink blot on paper. This ain't for me, no. What was I thinking, anyway? I am not worth it. I am not ready. "Schlub, do it anyway."