Every so often I find myself sabotaging my hopes and dreams.
Too ambitious, too new, too unusual, too extravagant, I’ll say, and I’ll close my mind to what could be.
Here’s poem about that…
Every so often I find myself sabotaging my hopes and dreams.
Too ambitious, too new, too unusual, too extravagant, I’ll say, and I’ll close my mind to what could be.
Here’s poem about that…