The Weight I Carry

Some people thrive when no one’s watching.

Me?
I move differently when people are counting on me.

There’s something about knowing others are waiting 
believing, hoping, expecting 
that sharpens my focus.

Not because I’m perfect.
But because I’ve learned what pressure feels like… and how to carry it.

I’ve made mistakes.
Called the wrong plays.
Missed the timing.
Failed to show up the way I wanted to.

But I don’t let mistakes define me.
I let them teach me.

Because that’s what real strength is 
Not avoiding the fall, but learning how to rise with better footing.

So yeah, everyone’s counting on me.
And no, I won’t let them down.

Not because I never fail 
but because I don’t stop until I’ve figured it out.

Every lesson becomes instinct.
Every setback becomes fuel.

This isn't about being flawless.
It's about being ready.

For the next challenge.
For the people who trust me.
For myself.