Why Bother?

You sit and stare at the blank page,
Your mind a jumble of thoughts.
You know you have something to say,
But the words just won’t come out.

You’ve been writing for years,
But you’ve never had any success.
You’ve been rejected by agents,
And your blog is barely read.

So why bother? Why keep writing?
What’s the point of putting yourself out there,
Only to be met with failure?

Maybe you should just give up.
Maybe you’re not meant to be a writer.
Maybe you should just find something else to do.

But then you think about all the stories
That are still inside of you,
All the poems that are still unwritten.

And you know that if you give up now,
You’ll never know what could have been.

So you pick up your pen and start writing,
Even though you know it might not amount to anything.

Because even if you never achieve success,
At least you’ll have tried.

And that’s all that matters.