Stay the Course: Misty Copeland
I'm too old.
I'm too late.
I'm the wrong
I grew up too poor.
I grew up too privileged.
There are responsibilities
Too many people attempt it.
I'll never stand out anyway,
Or make enough money to live.
"Wouldn't that be something,
A starving artist at my age!"
I'll never be able to afford it.
There's too much competition.
Maybe I should just give it a year,
After that, maybe it's just not meant to be.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe I've gone down the wrong path,
Maybe I'll die alone
And this loneliness and fear of failure
Will haunt me until the very end.
Maybe I'm not an
Or anything in between
We all have doubts.
Obstacles. Struggles. Breakdowns.
Battles to fight in the name our calling.
And those who succeed are the ones who push through.
Look at Misty Copeland.
The most unlikely prima ballerina
Who's now the art form's shining star.
Use your fears to guide you,
And always, always stay the course.