Today I am full of doubts.
I doubt what I am about.
I doubt who I am.
I doubt if I really can.
I doubt if these doubts
can ever be turned about,
and resolved to just a few
that I, on one hand, can count.
So much more potential,
to understand something new,
than before when I thought
I knew?
I doubt it.
David Taylor
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-state-of-high-potential-perhaps/
