Change is a house with too many doors —
You stand in the hall, not sure where to go.
Your hands are too full, your own map is yours,
But it lies — and the fear starts to grow.
You take one step. Not a leap — just a shift.
The mess doesn't leave, but it moves just a bit.
The weight on your shoulders begins to lift —
Not gone, but lighter. And you stay with it.
Step after step, the shape becomes clear.
The chaos still lives, but it knows your name.
One morning you wake without the old fear —
Not the same person. But glad you came.
It's always the hardest before you begin.
The first small move is the bravest one.
After that — you remember the skin
You live in. And change? It's already done.
The first step
© Copyright: Евгеша Семёнова, 2026
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