It's like picking up trash in dresses

A cynic who secretly wants to be proven wrong.

om no mo

there has been this huge elephant sitting in front of me.
just watching me for the longest time
and I feel it’s breath.
Just enveloping me every second.
This massive presence in the room
So blatantly obvious,
But I have kept my head down
To afraid to look up, to acknowledge it’s presence.
His name?
Doubt.