Confidence is the best accessory on a woman.
Confidence in the way she looks, not how she looks to other people.
Confidence in the way she handles herself, not the way people think they can handle her.
Confidence in the way she talks, not the way people hear her.
Confidence in the way she walks with her head up, her back straight, that slight sway in her hips and the gentle stride in her steps. Not the way other women envy her for catching a mans eye effortlessly.
Confidence in her eyes, not the way they hold her every emotion,
But the way she overcomes it with such,
Confidence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem