Would stares down on me like a cold wind of maybe,
the excuses the lies, they all live to shame me.
Should turns her face away when opportunity calls,
raw fear and doubt causes my discernment to fall.
Could reflects all of the choices I've made,
but I'll tone out my conscience, all the good voices fade.
Then along comes Will with a confident voice,
with his determined spirit he leaves me no choice.
Do plunges in when opportunity comes,
you won't find him around twiddling his thumbs.
Most of these words you won't take to heart,
till you put "I" before them, then live the part.
You could turn the world around if you really tried,
don't let Would, Should, Could stop you don't try to hide.
Don't let them hold you, fight to be free.
Because running with Will and Do is right where I'll be.

