Caught inside a web I wove myself,

I'm silent.

A hand masks my pathetic attempts to break free;

That hand is my own.

Pull back the curtain,

Cast upon me the spotlight of shame,

Because then I can no longer hide,

I will no longer live in fear.

Inconfidence, insecurity, and intution

Are such deadly parts

In this facade I've built

from crumbled walls.

I'm in love with who I'm not.

I can't handle failure.

Acting like someone else means I haven't.

Hold my hand and help me move this stagnant river.