Poem: Confidence


She carries confidence like a feather’s weight
Some days she’s over the top, some days she’s scared to bleed
Some days she knows she’ll triumph, some days she’d rather not get up
It’s a dangerous feeling she cannot trait

Fire burns within her, passion ignites as the fuel
Some days it exceeds her ability, some days it precedes her culpability
Some days she’ll let it burn, some days she’ll formulate a plan
It’s an inbuilt facility she holds too well


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