Dealing with Self-doubt as an Artist
“What I weigh” I weigh the storm I weigh a thousand stories long. I weigh my mother’s fortitude and my father’s eyes I weigh the way they look at me with pride I weigh strength and fearless and the warrior in me. I weigh all the pain and trauma that made me see That I have more galaxies inside me than tragedies. We all weigh joys and darkness and goodness and sin You see, we are infinite within this skin we are in. So when they ask you what you weigh You don’t need to look down at any scale. Instead, simply tell them the truth, Tell them how you Weigh whole universes And storms and scars and stories too. -Nikita Gill- This poem rings true for me, not because of physical weight, but because of the weight we sometimes carry on our shoulders. A weight placed on us by the people around us, or by ourselves. This weight, I believe can affect us greatly. It can sometimes hinder our progress and thwart our plans, hopes and dreams. We want...