Alone I wait,
Alone I stare.
Never putting on a single bait,
Just hoping for it to fall into my snare.

My eyes always searching,
My mind always thinking.
Where is my prey?
When will I be able to enter the fray?

It never dawned on me,
Because I already knew in me.
That as long as I wait baitless,
Regardless of my strength I am useless.

My arms never reaching,
Despite my heart's yearning.
My legs never moving,
Despite my soul's screaming.

Why is it do I keep waiting?
Why am I unmoving?
Why is it that all I do is yearn?
Why is it that I never learn?

All it takes is one step,
Spread my wings and give it a flap.
I could be moving at speeds,
where I can get all my needs.

Could be.
Is it not good enough?
why is it do I fear failure?
More so than I want to succeed?

If I don't try and fail,
Its because I didn't try.
But if I tried and failed,
It's because I wasn't good enough.

Am I scared of being weak?
Am I afraid of being less?
I want to attain what I seek,
Yet I fail to confess...