She thought she could do it,
She really believed that,
But now Doubt crept in.
For a long time shshe had been trying.
While others had long moved ahead,
She was still struggling.
Why? She thought,
Why couldn’t she do it?
Where was her Creativity?
Where was her Imagination?
Why weren’t they helping her?
Why didn’t they flow into her fingertips?
Hands shivering, feeling betrayed and
Crestfallen, she put down the pencil
And stared at the blank paper
As a fat teardrop splashed onto it.