[Refrain]
Hesitation is this moment when I am at the crossroads,
Suspended between two options, between two possible lives.
It's a heavy pause, an inner silence where I sometimes get lost.
I wonder which choice is best, which step I should take,
And the fear of making a mistake squeezes my heart.
I let myself be overwhelmed by the "what ifs" and the "buts" that circle in my head.
In this moment, everything seems uncertain. My thoughts race,
As if trying to tell me something, but nothing is clear.
Each decision, each movement, appears fraught with consequences,
And yet I remain there, frozen, in this small space where everything is still possible and,
At the same time, paralyzed..
Going is not only moving forward physically,
But also letting go of the invisible chains,
Those of indecision, of the past, of what we thought we knew.
It is accepting that the path, if uncertain,
Is the only one that offers us the possibility of being fully ourselves.
Action then becomes a form of liberation, an act of faith,
A movement towards the unknown, but also towards the truth.
[Refrain]
Hesitation is this moment when I am at the crossroads,
Suspended between two options, between two possible lives.
It's a heavy pause, an inner silence where I sometimes get lost.
I wonder which choice is best, which step I should take,
And the fear of making a mistake squeezes my heart.
I let myself be overwhelmed by the "what ifs" and the "buts" that circle in my head.
Hesitation is that gray area where time seems suspended,
A moment where everything is both possible and impossible.
It's the moment when we get lost in the ramifications of a choice,
Where each option seems to weigh heavily, Each decision seems to mark an irreversible turning point.
Hesitation plunges us into doubt, pushes us to question what we really want,
What we fear losing. It forces us to look within ourselves,
To confront our fears and our conflicting desires.
And yet, in this indecision, there is a kind of protection,
A suspension of action which allows one to breathe
[Refrain]
Before throwing oneself into the unknown. Hesitation is also the space where we seek meaning,
Hesitation is this moment when I am at the crossroads,
Suspended between two options, between two possible lives.
It's a heavy pause, an inner silence where I sometimes get lost.
I wonder which choice is best, which step I should take,
And the fear of making a mistake squeezes my heart.
I let myself be overwhelmed by the "what ifs" and the "buts" that circle in my head.
Where we try to give form to what escapes.
But sometimes this moment becomes a burden,
A weight that paralyzes us and prevents us from acting.
And in this silence, in this hesitation, a thousand "what ifs" are born,
A thousand possibilities which distress us as much as they attract us.
However, at the end of the path of hesitation, there is always a way out,
A step towards decision, a choice, a direction. Because hesitation is not the end,
But the beginning of a path. It shapes us as much as it holds us back,
And in the tension between these two forces, we discover who we are ready to become....
Original by: Rayz
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