Growing Confidence
I remeber the days
distant, as if in a haze
I remember the feeling
gone, but still healing
I remeber the panic
the seeminglingly never ending manic
I don't remeber when it happened,
but so suddenly the insecurities...were Abandoned
and even now incapable of understanding
I know, I found my voice. Strong. Confident. Comanding.
This poem is about:
Me