It is not that I do not possess any …
Or that I fear I do,
It is what happens when the confidence
Becomes ‘I know what to do’
When the mind plays tricks
And tells you
You know exately what to do
But the response
Is not the same
Not for you …
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Anxiety come to my mind when I read this. I love it and I'm going to put it in my favorits to read at times. I give it a 10