C o n f i d e n c e is my nemesis. It comes and goes Leaves me jiberish Awkward unfolding Not composed weird Smiling uncomfortably Unexpected, unsuspected People must really… think I'm normal. Sometimes it takes All my energy to keep People that way But then they see the weird in me Eye contact is the key To keep them that way; Unaware, but although I know that and As I speak and face the emptiness I cannot, no actually; I can, but it will take me time to look you in the eye and continue the act of the confident me.
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