Whispers to Myself

It’s so much to do, yet there’s nothing for me. Life goes on, I tell myself, but am I going along with life? These are the questions I ask myself: Am I enough? Am I worthy of your time?

Any time ? I get asked where I see myself in five years. Who can truly answer that? Can we see the future? Can people really see where they’ll be in five years? Am I the only one who wonders?

I stay wondering. I ask for the Lord’s help, but I’m often told I’m soft-spoken. Am I being heard, or is it a waste of breath? I stay wondering.

Time is flying, and here I am, sitting on the sidelines, watching it pass me by. I know what needs to be done, but I struggle to start. How will I ever get anywhere? I stay wondering.

It’s my fault. I blame myself. There’s no one else to blame but me. But how? How do I do better? I stay wondering.

I’m lost. I’m stuck. I need. It always comes back to needing. Need what? I ask myself.

I stay wondering. I stay wondering.