April 3: Write a poem titled your own pace
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I worry a lot, am I burnt out?
Or am I just too lazy?
And is it alright,
Or will it cost me?
I'm going too fast
Will I achieve everything?
Will it be rewarding?
Or will it be overwhelming?
When things don't work out
The time they're supposed to
Does it mean I did something wrong?
Or that I didn't know what to do?
I'm not sure if it's my fault
I dunno if it's just fate
I can't tell if it's bad or if it's good
If a win comes early or late
“Time is running, move fast”
“Slow and steady wins the race”
I just think that it's best
To do things at your own pace
