First Time – a poem by studentasim

The First Time
Feel uneven
Unprepared
Not ready
Unavoidable
But progress lies in taking the first step
There is always a starting point
Ready or not
The smart person will know
They will know what they might feel
Prepare then
Prepare for the First Time
Bracing for The Moment
Do well
For when you are in The Moment
It will reveal
How you feel and what you should have done
The First Time is the Truth
Then hasten
Then Be Ready